Aloha Aloha ✩ Harry Styles (Editing)

Chapter 6

"Alright guys," Niall says. "Let's go to Subway."
"Let's better go to Taco Bell," Louis says. "The Subway was assaulted, remember?"
"Yeah," Zayn says. "Mexican food!"
"We didn't came to eat Mexican food," I say. "I mean, if you want Mexican food, why don't we go to Mexico?"
"Yeah," Liam says, "but let's eat in Taco Bell!"
"Unfair!" Niall says.
"It's 3 to 2," Louis says, smirking.

We jump onto the Van, which is clean and smells so good. A pine tree flavoring hangs in the rear mirror. I could smell cinnamon and apples in the air.

"Wanna drive Styles?" Liam asks.
"Of course," I say, smiling.
"I'll be your co-driver to guide you," Louis says in a strong voice.
"Ignore him Harry," Liam says, laughing.
"Ignore him Harry," Louis says in a similar voice.

We place our suitcases in the trunk area, and luckily, they all fit. I sit in the conductor sofa and Louis sits beside me. In the back, there's a large sofa, were Niall and Zayn sit comfortably, and Liam... Oh, poor Liam, he lays down, almost sleeping. He's definitely tired. The white sofas have some turquoise, soft patches, and the floor is black, and also, soft.

I have always loved this vans. So amazing, always comfortable, hiding secrets.

"So where is Taco Bell?" I ask, turning on the Van.
"Let's ask to Siri!" Louis says.
"Dude, there's no internet," Niall says, laughing.
"Let's go to the main road and find out," Zayn says.

When I start driving, I can feel another wonderful smell, like vanilla. Maybe it was her perfume. I shiver in the thought and stop thinking of that. A few minutes later, we are in Taco Bell, eating some tacos. They don't feel like actual Mexican tacos; they feel like a copy. Real Mexican tacos, which once I tasted, aren't. The girl's muffins, which I also tasted once, aren't.

"Stop it," I say to myself in my mind.

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I drive a few minutes and get to the hotel. The guys were watching it and the scenery behind it through the windows. I park the Van and the guys start getting the suitcases down.

"Are you okay?" Louis asks, patting my shoulder.
"I don't know man," I say, laughing.

As he sees me laughing, he smiles and gets down of the Van. I jump out too and grab my heavy orange suitcase once again. We walk to entrance and enter the hotel. The hotel's name is Castle Hilo Hawaiian Hotel. It is really, really big. Before coming, I saw a few pictures of the rooms. They weren't full of luxury, such as the hotels back in United Kingdom or in France, but they were gorgeous and wonderful. We enter the reception and... well, I don't know, Zayn and Louis start working on that.

"How many rooms we have?" Niall asks.
"One," Liam says calmly.
"And we five will fit in there?" he asks.
"We need to be more connected this time," Liam says, smiling.
"We are gonna stay up all night, don't we?" Niall asks, laughing.
"Listening to Katy Perry, yeah," Liam says, laughing too.

The guys come with the card of the room, celebrating. We get to the elevator and luckily, it is alone. We get to the third floor and we get to our room.

"I want to be the one who opens the door!" Niall shouts, stealing the room's card from Zayn and running out of the elevator with his suitcase to the left.
"We'll get first," Louis says.
"How?" I ask.
"It's on the right side, and I have the other card," he says.

We walk a few steps until we find the room with the number 142. Louis gives the card to me, and smiles.

"You are the lucky one," he says.
"What an honor," Zayn whispers.
"That's why you'll never be the lucky one," I say, shaking my head while opening the room.

It's as the pictures. It was made of two rooms. The first one, which had the principal door, had a big and a small sofa, a center table, a small dining table, a fridge, and a mini kitchen. The second one was the sleeping room, it had two queen beds, two benches, a comfy chair, a TV, and a desk. What both rooms had in common was the ocean view, which couldn't be truly appreciated by now. We enter the second room and leave our suitcases in the floor.

"Someone's sleeping in the sofa," Louis says, dropping himself in one of the beds.
"The last one to arrive," Zayn says, laughing.

Then the room's door opens and closes quietly.

"First one," he whispers from the other room.
"Fifth one!" I shout.
"What?" he asks surprised, entering to the room. "Damn guys."
"You'll sleep in the sofa, Niall the fifth," Liam says.
"Did you called me a king?" Niall asks, laughing.
"Wish you were," Louis says, laughing.

Liam leaves the room and opens the fridge. I go with him and observe there's only a few chocolates with a note.

"Enjoy your visit in Hawaii!" it says in a cursive handwriting. "Sorry if you were waiting for more food! If you want to eat, the restaurant is in the first floor, and it's not expensive!"
"Who wants chocolates?" Liam says loudly.
"Shhh," I pick the chocolates and hide them.
"Where you got chocolates?" Niall asks.
"Nowhere," I say.

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We fall asleep at 12:00 am. Up all night, aha.

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"Buddy," a voice says.
"Harry," it says again.
"Styles!" it shouts.
"What!" I shout. "I am trying to sleep!"
"It's 10:00 am dude!" Niall says, laughing.
"Oh," I say. "Sorry, I am..."
"Me too," he says. "But hey, today fun starts!"
"If you say so," I say, smiling.
"The guys discovered that there's a restaurant really near of the hotel," he says, sitting in the empty bed besides mine.
"Which?" I ask.
"I don't know it," he says, laughing. "It's called Ken's House of Pancakes."
"Pancakes?" I ask. "Really?"
"At least they aren't waffles," he says, smiling.

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We get out of the hotel dressed in tropical clothes; simple t-shirts, shorts, and tennis shoes. My shirt is really funny and was really cheap at Target, it shows a pineapple with the top of a grenade. A tropical explosion! We get in the Van and this time Zayn drives, and as Niall said, the restaurant was really near. We get there in about 5 minutes. The bad thing was that it was almost full, and many cars were moving around.

"What if you enter and start ordering while I park the Van?" Zayn says.
"Yeah," I say. "That will save time."

We get down and Zayn continues driving around the parking lot. We walk until we enter the restaurant. It looks similar inside to a Whataburger. Everyone sits in booths or tables. The fans in the roof are on, but it still feels warm. In the top of the many windows in a side, there are flowerpots with some sunflowers, which gives a better ambient.

There are some kids, but thankfully, no babies. I like babies, but it's typical to find them crying in public places. We sit in a round free booth we see and start looking at the menus, which were in the table. I go to the breakfast section and see some great options.

"Aloha and welcome to Ken's House of Pancakes. What would you like to drink?" a female voice asks. Her dark brown hair is really curly, and her brown eyes keep staring to the small notebook in her hands. She looks at us then, smiling. Her tag name says "Makikonu".
"What about chocolate milk?" Liam asks.
"Yes," Niall and Louis say.
"4 chocolate milks, and Harry?" Liam asks.
"I'd like the fresh ground coffee," I say, smiling.
"Alright," the waitress says and goes for the drinks.
"You almost never drink coffee," Louis says.
"I want to taste it," I say. "It sounds good."
"And will it taste good?" Niall asks, laughing.

Another waitress comes with the beverages and place them in the table, though I was better concentrating in the menu. Everything looks delicious.

"Are you ready to order?" she says, with a familiar voice. "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?"

I raise my head up as well as the lads.

Yes she does.

Who is she...?

Well I know. And maybe it's obvious and you know too... so... idk. Thanks for reading! I get happy for every single reader!

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