Summer Love (a Harry Styles fan fiction)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

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Harry’s POV

“Boys! I’m going for a stroll,” I said, taking the room card and heading out.

“Haz! Bring me along!” Louis yelled, acting like a child. Again.

“No, boo bear!” I quickly shut the door, laughing as I heard him moaning.

I went into the lift, putting on my shades and hoodie. I hate all this. Don’t get me wrong, I love my job. It’s just… it’s kinda hard to manage all this screaming fans and stuff. I love our Directioners! But sometimes, I wish I can just be normal me again. And not have to walk around in shades and a hoodie.

I sighed, leaning against the walls of the lift. “Hmm… Where should I go?” I murmured, my finger hovering over the buttons. “Pool,” I read. Why not?

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Summer’s POV

“Brr… It’s freezing!” I complained, quickly getting out of the pool. I had been swimming for an hour and the sky was getting pretty dark. ‘7:10’ my watch indicated. “Shoots. Should I get back? How am I going to settle my dinner anyway?” I muttered.

I wrapped myself in a towel I brought from the hotel and walked hastily in the direction of the hotel entrance. I kept my head down, trying to dry my hair.

“Wah, ahh!” I screamed, waving my hands frantically as I banged into someone and was knocked off balance.

Strong arms caught me before my head came in contact with the floor. Whew.

I was breathing heavily. I lifted my head and stared at the eyes of the stranger that caught me. Green eyes. Beautiful eyes. And then I realize something. He was wearing a hoodie. But strangely, he didn’t put the hood up. And I could see that he didn’t have blonde hair. So… he couldn’t be the guy I met in the lift.

“You okay, babe?” the stranger asked. His voice was husky.

“Um…” I was speechless, still staring at his beautiful green orbs. Yeah, they were that beautiful. Wait… he had curly hair. Very curly hair. Huh, why was that so familiar? Hmm…

“Uh, yeah I’m okay.” I started standing up, a little uncomfortable that I was leaning on his arm.

I looked back at his face and saw him smirking. Wait what? Why was he smirking?

“Um yes?” I asked uncertainly, very certain that I was making a fool of myself.

He chuckled. “I’m guessing you don’t know who I am?” he said, sounding more like a question.

I shook my head and narrowed my eyes. “No… Should I?”

Harry’s POV

I should have mentally slapped myself. Hello Harry Styles?! No one’s supposed to know you! And since she didn’t scream and start fan girling, it’s obvious she doesn’t know you… So why did you smirk and hint her?

Ugh, I seriously can kill myself right this moment.

But then, I just found it amusing that she had no idea who I was. Well, it’s a good thing isn’t it? It’ll give me time to admire those insanely beautiful blue eyes she has. Oh gosh, what the heck is wrong with me? I just met this total stranger and act like I want to date her.