Harry's P.O.V.
I sigh; this moment is just perfect. I don't ever want it to end. We both lean forward, only a few centimeters away from each other.
So close. I can feel her breathing on my cheeks.
So close. I can hear her heart beat.
So close. I can feel her warm, full lips already.
So close.
But suddenly I hear noises from right behind me. Not only me. Wilma hears it as well. She raises her head probably trying to find out where the noises come from. It sounds like a cough.
I remove my arm from Wilma's hips and turn around.
I can see Niall coughing his lungs out. If looks could kill...
But little Nialler just ignores that and starts shouting: "Harry hurry up! We've got to take a running jump!"
I stare at him not having a clue what he's talking about but then I begin to see. Holy crap!
"Hey barkeeper! Do you have a back exit her?", I scream. He's a bit confused but then nods and points at a small door. We grab the girls' arms and start running even though we don't know where.
"Guys! What's happening?", Annika and Wilma scream but none of us relpies.
I can hear them following us. They scream as if they would die if they wouldn't.
"Hurry!", I scream at Wilma because we're way slower then Niall and Annika. And THEY come nearer. Wilma probably doesn't have a clue why we're running because she didn't turn around yet but maybe that's better for her. "WILMA!", I nearly cry.
"I can't!", she says breathing heavily. I sigh, thinking over what to do for less then a second and then just give her a piggyback. "Oooohh myyyy gooooddddd!", she says jarred. I laugh a little but don't stop running.
Hell! I knew they're tough but I didn't know they're that tough!
Some minutes later we finally arrive at a hotel. I actually don't know where we are now but I know it would be too long to run home. We quickly check in and go up to our rooms.
It seems like they didn't realize we're here and kept running. Luckily.
We took two rooms but meet in one first, we sit down on the sofa.
"Okay. So what happened actually?", the girls ask in unison.
"Fans!", Niall replies.
A man of few words!...
But the girls understand. The fans saw us in the café. Wilma and I; so close.
This will probably be in all the newspapers tomorrow. Hopefully they won't find out who she is. I don't want her life to be like that.
"What should we do now?", someone asks.
Hunching shoulders.
Annika turns the TV on. We watch several series and it gets pretty late. Wilma yawns. I look at her and smile a little: "Are you tired as well?" She nods. I ask Niall and Annika but they're still quite awake and want to watch another movie. Wilma and I decide to go over to the other room and leave Nialler and Annika alone.
Time flies.
It's after midnight already. Wilma yawns again, she has to be extremly tired.
She takes a t-shirt and a hotpants out of her bag and goes into the bathroom. She probably bought it today, when the girls were shopping. I decide to get undressed right in the room because I realized that I'm pretty tired myself as well.
Right when I want to take off my pants Wilma leaves the bathroom. "Oh!", she says and turns around. I can't see it because it's not really light in here but I think she blushes. I laugh a little. "It's alright, Wilma!", I say smiling but she doesn't turn around again. I don't really mind and take my pants off. "Done!", I say when I'm finished so she finally looks at me again.
Her face: redder than a tomato.
That makes me grin. "Well... so I guess I'll sleep on the sofa!?", Wilma says on her way to the couch. "You don't have to! The bed is big enough!", I explain but she shakes her head: "Oh no! I'm fine with it!" I don't argue anymore and lay down on the bed.
Niall's P.O.V.
"Maybe we should go to bed!?", I say even though I'm not really tired yet. Annika nods but still stares at the TV. "You don't want to, do you?", I grin. She shakes her head and looks at me laughing. "One last movie!?", she asks like a child who wants a new soft toy. "Sure! But which one?", I ask.
She zaps and suddenly stops at a channel. A movie which just started. I look at the title: "Amélie" then I look at Annika as I never heard about that movie.
She looks as if she would be in love. "French movies are amazing! So magical. They've got that charm that you just can't explain with words..." I smile as I see it makes her happy so we keep watching till the end but then fall asleep on the sofa... again.
Harry's P.O.V.
Suddenly I hear noises again. Holy shit! I just want to sleep!, I think to myself.
"Harry!", I hear a quite voice whispering. Wilma! I start to listen attentively: "Harry! I can't sleep!... I've got nightmares!" I smile in the dark. "Then get in my bed!", I laugh. I can hear her sighing but she does what I said. So I put my arm around her and she moves over.
I think back to that moment in the café and fall asleep with a big smile on my lips.
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So close. I can feel her breathing on my cheeks.
So close. I can hear her heart beat.
So close. I can feel her warm, full lips already.
So close.
But suddenly I hear noises from right behind me. Not only me. Wilma hears it as well. She raises her head probably trying to find out where the noises come from. It sounds like a cough.
I remove my arm from Wilma's hips and turn around.
I can see Niall coughing his lungs out. If looks could kill...
But little Nialler just ignores that and starts shouting: "Harry hurry up! We've got to take a running jump!"
I stare at him not having a clue what he's talking about but then I begin to see. Holy crap!
"Hey barkeeper! Do you have a back exit her?", I scream. He's a bit confused but then nods and points at a small door. We grab the girls' arms and start running even though we don't know where.
"Guys! What's happening?", Annika and Wilma scream but none of us relpies.
I can hear them following us. They scream as if they would die if they wouldn't.
"Hurry!", I scream at Wilma because we're way slower then Niall and Annika. And THEY come nearer. Wilma probably doesn't have a clue why we're running because she didn't turn around yet but maybe that's better for her. "WILMA!", I nearly cry.
"I can't!", she says breathing heavily. I sigh, thinking over what to do for less then a second and then just give her a piggyback. "Oooohh myyyy gooooddddd!", she says jarred. I laugh a little but don't stop running.
Hell! I knew they're tough but I didn't know they're that tough!
Some minutes later we finally arrive at a hotel. I actually don't know where we are now but I know it would be too long to run home. We quickly check in and go up to our rooms.
It seems like they didn't realize we're here and kept running. Luckily.
We took two rooms but meet in one first, we sit down on the sofa.
"Okay. So what happened actually?", the girls ask in unison.
"Fans!", Niall replies.
A man of few words!...
But the girls understand. The fans saw us in the café. Wilma and I; so close.
This will probably be in all the newspapers tomorrow. Hopefully they won't find out who she is. I don't want her life to be like that.
"What should we do now?", someone asks.
Hunching shoulders.
Annika turns the TV on. We watch several series and it gets pretty late. Wilma yawns. I look at her and smile a little: "Are you tired as well?" She nods. I ask Niall and Annika but they're still quite awake and want to watch another movie. Wilma and I decide to go over to the other room and leave Nialler and Annika alone.
Time flies.
It's after midnight already. Wilma yawns again, she has to be extremly tired.
She takes a t-shirt and a hotpants out of her bag and goes into the bathroom. She probably bought it today, when the girls were shopping. I decide to get undressed right in the room because I realized that I'm pretty tired myself as well.
Right when I want to take off my pants Wilma leaves the bathroom. "Oh!", she says and turns around. I can't see it because it's not really light in here but I think she blushes. I laugh a little. "It's alright, Wilma!", I say smiling but she doesn't turn around again. I don't really mind and take my pants off. "Done!", I say when I'm finished so she finally looks at me again.
Her face: redder than a tomato.
That makes me grin. "Well... so I guess I'll sleep on the sofa!?", Wilma says on her way to the couch. "You don't have to! The bed is big enough!", I explain but she shakes her head: "Oh no! I'm fine with it!" I don't argue anymore and lay down on the bed.
Niall's P.O.V.
"Maybe we should go to bed!?", I say even though I'm not really tired yet. Annika nods but still stares at the TV. "You don't want to, do you?", I grin. She shakes her head and looks at me laughing. "One last movie!?", she asks like a child who wants a new soft toy. "Sure! But which one?", I ask.
She zaps and suddenly stops at a channel. A movie which just started. I look at the title: "Amélie" then I look at Annika as I never heard about that movie.
She looks as if she would be in love. "French movies are amazing! So magical. They've got that charm that you just can't explain with words..." I smile as I see it makes her happy so we keep watching till the end but then fall asleep on the sofa... again.
Harry's P.O.V.
Suddenly I hear noises again. Holy shit! I just want to sleep!, I think to myself.
"Harry!", I hear a quite voice whispering. Wilma! I start to listen attentively: "Harry! I can't sleep!... I've got nightmares!" I smile in the dark. "Then get in my bed!", I laugh. I can hear her sighing but she does what I said. So I put my arm around her and she moves over.
I think back to that moment in the café and fall asleep with a big smile on my lips.
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