I couldn’t believe I had finally arrived in Italy. This trip had been the common topic between my family and I ever since we decided to go around eight months back. My exams for my last year at school ended in May so we made the decision to rent a house in Italy for the entire summer. We saved hundreds of pounds for it and fought like crazy on where to go but we were finally here! My sister Shannon and I ran towards the house with girlish screams to show how excited we were. The smile on my mums face was from ear to ear, we hadn’t been on holiday for nearly eight years so you can imagine why we were all so all happy.
‘Its big isn’t it?’ My dad said.
‘The pictures online were not as good as this!’ My brother Sean laughed.
We looked around the house that would be our home for the next 2 and a half months. Everything was beautiful, it was quite old but it was something that would be seen in a movie. We unpacked our things and got changed into clothes that matched the warm air. Tonight we wanted to go out and explore to try and get used to the town. I linked arms with my sister as we walked along the street, giggling and swooning over all the Italian boys that walked past us, if we had been back home, boys wouldn’t have looked twice at me but here it seemed different, they were winking at my sister and me, one even attempted to stop for a chat but my dad being my dad stopped that straight away. After a gorgeous meal we went to a small but cute bar and sat outside as it began to get dark. There was candles on each of the tables and music playing, it was all so peaceful
‘I don’t think I’m going to want to go to university in September’ I joked to my mum.
I got the look of ‘don’t push your luck’ and we ended up talking about how fast we had all grown up. I was eighteen, nearly nineteen, Sean was almost twenty one and Shannon was twenty three. I remember being ten years old and hating my brother and sister because they were both teenagers and would pick on me, looking at how close we were now you’d think we were three best friends who had been friends for years! After a short soppy family moment I went inside with Sean to get us some drinks and when we came back my mum was talking to a middle aged English couple. I recognised their faces but couldn’t think where from.
‘They are here for most of the summer as well’ Shannon told us
‘Oh really? Where in England are they from?’ I replied.
‘Manchester I think Robin said.’
I knew nobody called Robin so why were their faces so familiar? And then it hit me.
‘Oh there they are now! Harry, Gemma this is Leanne, Mark and their children.’ the women said, who I now knew was called Anne.
I hesitated before turning around but I already knew by my sisters wide eyes what I was going to see. Harry Styles. HARRY FUCKING STYLES! HARRY STYLES FROM ONE DIRECTION! I tried to contain myself, there was no way I was going to embarrass myself in front of him and my family knew by the look I gave them to not mention he was my all time celebrity crush. My mum introduced my siblings and me to Harry and Gemma.
‘Char, is that short for Charlotte?’ Gemma asked
‘Yeah, I get called Charlotte when I’m in trouble’ I tried to joke to hide the fact I wanted to scream and jump on this girls brother.
They sat down at the table their mum and step dad sat at. Harry sat in the empty chair directly across from me, giving me a smile but I panicked and quickly turned away. I had never felt this nervous in my life especially when in the presence of a boy. Like I said boys didn’t look twice at my so I’m sure you can imagine what my experience was like with normal boys so my experience with hot celebrities.. Well I had none! I heard Anne tell my mum how they hadn’t seen much of each other in the last few months so a family trip was what they needed. Everybody chatted about different things, my sister even spoke to Harry about how amazing New York City, but I sat there in silence which was extremely unlike me.
‘What do you plan to do at university Charlotte?’ Robin asked me smiling, I had the feeling that he felt my nerves.
‘I’m hoping to do Media Production in London’ I smiled back ‘but if I don’t get into that ill probably take a year out.’
‘What do you want to do in your year out?’ I heard a husky voice say
I turned to look at Harry, he stared smiling at me while he waited for my answer. The attention was taking off me and new conversations began around the two tables, but Harry still stared at me so I had no choice but answer him. Talk directly to Harry Styles.
‘Emm I would like to visit family in America or even live in England for a while but I’ll most likely stay at home in Belfast.’
‘Cool’ he replied.
He looked to his mum to listen to what she was saying, thankfully because my mind would definitely have went blank on what to say if our conversation had went further. I took this opportunity to stare at him in detail. He was wearing navy shorts that came to above his knees with a white short sleeve top but the sleeves were rolled up slightly shorter, his sunglasses hung at the neck of the top revealing a chain that was hidden underneath. He was wearing white converse which made me grin slightly as I had seen several photographs of him wearing them. He was sitting with his arms crossed leaning his elbows on the chair with his hands on his stomach.
‘Char, run in and get us a few more drinks would you?’ I heard my dad say.
As I stood up to retrieve the money from his hand Harry stood too.
‘Ill help’
My heart began to beat faster and faster as we came closer to walk inside the bar, feeling the stares of our two families burn into the back of my head.
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