Last First Kiss [H.S.]

Right Now

May 19, 2013
Verona, Italy

The sun was heavy on us, causing my shoulders to tan easily. Tiny shops and families surround the lovely city. It's around 8 am and Harry and I stroll around, being that they don't have to go to work for the day until 5 pm for rehearsals. We're trying to find a small cafe to eat breakfast as we are both starving.

"Oh look, there's a restaurant and it seems to be empty" Harry points to my left, guiding me to said restaurant. The place is small but nice. The walls are a pure white color and there's beige accents all around. There's pictures on the walls which I assume are of the owners and their families. We get seated right away being that there no many people are here. The waitress sets down two menus and says something in italian that I didn't quite understand.

"What do you want?" Harry asks, placing the menu down after reading it. I put mine down and tell him what I decided to get which is a baguette with fried eggs with a cup of tea. The waitress comes by and takes our orders, leaving quickly to attend another table. I admire the view we have of the Piazza delle Erbe. The marble blocks that it's built of glistening from the sun beaming on it. A click sound snaps me out of the trance and I turn to see Harry holding his phone up.

"You should probably delete that, I wasn't paying attention and my side profile is not it" I raise my eyebrows at him. He ignores me and continues flipping through the pictures he took of me. "You look pretty today" He shrugs, placing his phone down. I roll my eyes, ignoring the blush on my face. I hold my hand put for his phone, causing him to look at me confused.

"Well at least let me see the pictures" I say impatiently. He rolls his eyes and hands me the phone that's opened to his camera roll. Scrolling through them, I see that I don't actually look bad. I smirk and give the phone back to him.

"Wow Haz, didn't know you were that talented. You actually made me look decent" I joke, holding in a giggle. He shakes his head laughing lightly, snatching the phone out of my hand playfully. "Didn't know pressing a button was talent" He smiles sarcastically, making me laugh loudly.

"This is insane!" Liam laughs, filming the huge crowd outside the stadium. After breakfast, Harry and I retreated to the arena with the boys when Paul called saying a crowd was forming and it was better to be here early. When we got here, the crowd already grew immensely. It seems like thousands of fans are surrounding us.

"I can't believe this right now" Niall says coming next to me. The rest of the boys are still backstage and have no idea what's going on. Niall and Liam had originally brought me up here to take photos of me with Liam's new camera, but we got a bit of a change of plans. I tap them on the shoulders to let them know I'm gonna get the rest of the boys.

Almost jogging down the hallway, rushing into the room where the three boys are at. Louis and Harry are playing an intense game of ping pong while Zayn is on his phone. Going up behind Harry with an extra paddle, I hit the ball that was coming straight at him before he can. He swirls around and looks at me with a scowl, his face softening when he sees it's just me.

"Come on boys, I've got quite the surprise for you" I smirk, winking at the three and turning on my heel. I hear scrambling from behind me and three pairs of feet walking right behind me. It takes a couple twist and turns but we finally start climbing the stairs to see Niall and Liam.

"What are we doing up here" Louis groans, slightly out of breath. I smirk to myself and climb the last steps. I turn to them and point behind me. They look at me confused and I wait patiently for them to get where I am. The looks on their faces are priceless.

"Holy shit" Zayn laugh in disbelief. He and Louis go to where the two other boys were. I turn around and lean against the railing, looking at all the fans scream. They can't see me because I'm out of their line of sight but they can see the boys. Harry comes up next to me, a huge smile on his face. He waves to the fans and blows kisses, making them scream louder. I laugh at their reactions, making Harry turn to me. He reaches for my hand and pulls me closer, the fans being able to see me clearer. The screams seem to get louder and louder every time one of them do something.