Harry's P.O.V.
Wow, Wilma is a really nice person. She seemed to be pretty shy but maybe she was not in the mood for talking. Or she just didn't want to talk to me!? Oh I don't hope so because I actually like her.
I decide to go outside and look for Niall because Annika said he would be there. I don't have to search long because there are just a few people in fornt of the house.
"Hey Nialler", I say standing right beside him. "Hey Hazza", he replies, making both of us smile. "So? Did you get to know Wilma yet?", he asks looking at the cottage.
I nod but he doesn't realize because he's a little distracted. "She seems nice." Niall grins. "What!?", I shriek... louder than I actually wanted. "Nothing!", Niall answers, looking all innocent but I stare at him angrily. "Hey buddy! I didn't say anything!", he's serious and I know I blowed my cover...
"You like her, don't you?", he grins. I nod. Of course I do. How can anyone not like her?
"Yeah. But I don't think she likes me!", I sigh. "Why?" "Because some minutes ago I tried to talk to her but she like... ignored me", I explain to him. But Niall hurries to say:"I don't think so!..." I raise my eyebrows expecting an answer why he thinks so. But he doesn't look at me.
"NIALL?!", I shout, making him jump. "What?" haha. He looks angry. His fault, not mine! HE didn't answer me! "She likes One Direction. Maybe she just wanted to be kind. Not getting on your nerves and stuff like all the other fans do." I think about what he just said. Hopefully he's right. "What should I do now?", I ask him. Because I don't know what to do and how to act in front of her.
"Why don't you just talk to her? Maybe dance? ...Normally you would just talk to every girl you think is good-looking!" He's right. But I feel like this girl has something special.
"Oh come on! Just go over to her and turn on the Harry-charm!", he says grabbing my arm and pulling me in the cottage.
As soon as I'm among people again I feel way more confident. I can see Annika and Wilma on the dance floor, probably looking for someone. I take my mobile out of my pocket and give it to a boy standing in front of me. "Can you please take a picture!?", I ask him and he nods a little confused.
"Nialler! Come over!", I say to him, waving so that he sees me. Together we walk over to the girls. I put my arm around Wilma and Niall puts his arm around Annika. "Cheese!", I say and smile soo bright while the guy who I gave my mobile takes the picture. The girls look at us pretty confused and maybe also a little shocked.
Wilma turns around saying nothing but i know she just thinks: "WHAT?!". I laugh: "I just thought it would be a great idea to have a souvenir photo!", I explain and make her smile. Silence.
I listen to the music. 'Why won't you smile' is on.
"Oh I love that song!", I say looking at her. "Me too!", she says but looks at the ground.
"May I have the pleasure of this dance?", I decide to just ask her. She's shocked; I can see it, but she agrees.
We dance for a short while. None of us saying anything but when it comes to the part where they sing "Why won't you smile?" I just sing along, consciously not even looking at her. But from the corner of my eye I can see that she's smiling and I join here.
We start talking about our lives and suddenly she becomes pretty talkative. Maybe she likes me after all...
We walk over to the bar because we want to get some drinks. I want to order a cocktail for her but she doesn't want to and orders a nonalcoholic drink instead.
After a couple of drinks I'm pretty drunk already and I become even more chatty.
This might end terrible...
<--- sixth chapter
eighth chapter --->
I decide to go outside and look for Niall because Annika said he would be there. I don't have to search long because there are just a few people in fornt of the house.
"Hey Nialler", I say standing right beside him. "Hey Hazza", he replies, making both of us smile. "So? Did you get to know Wilma yet?", he asks looking at the cottage.
I nod but he doesn't realize because he's a little distracted. "She seems nice." Niall grins. "What!?", I shriek... louder than I actually wanted. "Nothing!", Niall answers, looking all innocent but I stare at him angrily. "Hey buddy! I didn't say anything!", he's serious and I know I blowed my cover...
"You like her, don't you?", he grins. I nod. Of course I do. How can anyone not like her?
"Yeah. But I don't think she likes me!", I sigh. "Why?" "Because some minutes ago I tried to talk to her but she like... ignored me", I explain to him. But Niall hurries to say:"I don't think so!..." I raise my eyebrows expecting an answer why he thinks so. But he doesn't look at me.
"NIALL?!", I shout, making him jump. "What?" haha. He looks angry. His fault, not mine! HE didn't answer me! "She likes One Direction. Maybe she just wanted to be kind. Not getting on your nerves and stuff like all the other fans do." I think about what he just said. Hopefully he's right. "What should I do now?", I ask him. Because I don't know what to do and how to act in front of her.
"Why don't you just talk to her? Maybe dance? ...Normally you would just talk to every girl you think is good-looking!" He's right. But I feel like this girl has something special.
"Oh come on! Just go over to her and turn on the Harry-charm!", he says grabbing my arm and pulling me in the cottage.
As soon as I'm among people again I feel way more confident. I can see Annika and Wilma on the dance floor, probably looking for someone. I take my mobile out of my pocket and give it to a boy standing in front of me. "Can you please take a picture!?", I ask him and he nods a little confused.
"Nialler! Come over!", I say to him, waving so that he sees me. Together we walk over to the girls. I put my arm around Wilma and Niall puts his arm around Annika. "Cheese!", I say and smile soo bright while the guy who I gave my mobile takes the picture. The girls look at us pretty confused and maybe also a little shocked.
Wilma turns around saying nothing but i know she just thinks: "WHAT?!". I laugh: "I just thought it would be a great idea to have a souvenir photo!", I explain and make her smile. Silence.
I listen to the music. 'Why won't you smile' is on.
"Oh I love that song!", I say looking at her. "Me too!", she says but looks at the ground.
"May I have the pleasure of this dance?", I decide to just ask her. She's shocked; I can see it, but she agrees.
We dance for a short while. None of us saying anything but when it comes to the part where they sing "Why won't you smile?" I just sing along, consciously not even looking at her. But from the corner of my eye I can see that she's smiling and I join here.
We start talking about our lives and suddenly she becomes pretty talkative. Maybe she likes me after all...
We walk over to the bar because we want to get some drinks. I want to order a cocktail for her but she doesn't want to and orders a nonalcoholic drink instead.
After a couple of drinks I'm pretty drunk already and I become even more chatty.
This might end terrible...
<--- sixth chapter
eighth chapter --->