I wake up to music blearing out of my alarm clock. Its 3:30am, I groan. In four hours I depart for England. Dad is going on a cruise with his girlfriend and instead of taking me he send me off to another continent. Ohh joy. This is going to be boring! If only my friends were coming. Instead I have to spend my stupid birthday, Christmas and New Years over there, with My Uncle and Aunt. While my friend's party it up and have the times of their lives here.

Not only is it too early for me to think, I have many hours of travelling to go. I get out of bed and quickly get ready wearing my black chucks, blue skinny jeans and white t-shirt paired with my black coat. Dad walks in and tells me it's time to leave. He seems so bloody eager to get rid of me.

Many hours later I'm walking off the plane and meeting my overly excited family whom I've met once, my Uncle Rex and my Aunt Josie. You can tell the way that he looks at her, like he is the luckiest guy in the world. Josie is really pretty and a lovely dresser. While Rex looks a bit ruff, they are a weird couple but totally matching for each other. We collect my bags while making small talk. Great I think to myself, this is going to a very long holiday.

We arrive at their house and I'm surprised. It's lovely and big. I admit I was surprised, they two of them with a house this big.

Josie broke into my thoughts "its lovely isn't it? Well the rest of the house is currently been done up so we have to put you into the pool house. It's nice of course"

She walks me through a bit entrance way and down some steps to a view of a big backyard occupied with a huge pool. I start to think maybe I am lucky Dad sent me here, when she opens up the doors to the pool house. My jaw drops. It's a huge room, tons of pillows thrown nicely of top of a queen bed. All this lovely French furniture is placed around the room.

"This is lovely" I managed to put out.

"Only the best for a lovely lady like you. Make sure you let us know if you need anything. We have heaps of towels in your bathroom and there's a cleaner that comes in every Friday at 10am. So if you put all your dirty washing in the basket in your bathroom she will wash it all for you then. Other than that, Marissa is on the speaker over there" She points to an intercom machine located next to the sliding doors I walked through a minute ago. "And she will do any washing, food, fetch anything you want"

"Thanks" I reply as she walks out of the room.

"One more thing Kyla" she tells me "Diner is at 8, sorry it's a bit late, but we have some visitors coming over. Wear something nice, there is a cute boy" She winks at me.

Haha! I think to myself. I'm going to like it here.

I unpack all of my dresses and lay them on my bed, Shit I think to myself, I didn't really think to pack a nice dress. Then I think to myself its 11:00am on the clock, I have a few hours. I guess I could go shopping. I press the button on the intercom.

"Yes, what can I help you with lovely?" A friendly female voice echoes out of the intercom.

"Uhh, uhh well I was hoping you could help me out with a dress problem. See I don't have any nice dresses, Can you give me some directions to some clothes stores please" I ask politely.

"I'll be over in a sec darl" The voice replies.

She knocks and I tell her to come in.

"Come on then" She beckons me out the door.

"Uhh I need the directions please" I ask unsure of what she is thinking.

"I will take you" She answers happily. "I'm sure getting lost is the last thing you have on your mind"

After many times of attempting to resist her offer I'm in the car, Marissa driving and I'm on way to the shops.

"You're a very pretty young lady" I hear her ease out.

"Really?" I ask questioning not only what seemed like an attempt to make me feel better at my miserable time trying to find clothes.

"Yes, any boy would be lucky to have a girl as pretty as you!"

"Thanks" I reply happily. She was nice but I wish she was true about a boy. Since Josh dumping me for that train wreck of a slut I've never been the same. He was my first and last love. I will never be able to find someone so amazing and perfect like him.

Shopping with Marissa wasn't even awkward at all. She even helped picking out nice clothes for me to try on. Telling me what looked nice and then scrunching up her nose when something didn't look quite right. I found a lovely dark blue skirt and some skin coloured pumps with some matching earnings. I buy a nice black top which makes my boobs look nice. I then buy some bangles to finish off my outfit, as well as some other clothes I managed to pick up on the way. Marissa was making me miss my mum. She acted like the mum I always wanted. And that's when I decided that I wanted to go back. She was making me emotional and I had enough of this torture. We drove home in silence. I had enough of talking to her for now.

I thank her for her help before going into my room and getting ready for something I was no longer excited for.

I brushed my foundation on an then applying my eye liner on top of my eye making my eyes look like a dark blue. Putting on heaps of mascara and then my blusher and lipstick I pulled my curly dark bown hair up into a messy bun. Put my earrings in and pulled on my clothes and shoes just in time as a familiar voice echoes into my room.

"Hey darl, the guest are here."

"Thanks Marissa, I'm coming." I reply, great I think as I know this is going to be a long night.

As I walk into the room I see a rather cute teenage boy with brown curly hair and the biggest smile ever. Josie was right! He is so good looking. He catches my glance and I smile, Oops now I have creeped this boy out.

"Hi, I'm Harry. Nice to meet you" He beams.

"H-h-hey. I'm Kyla" Ohh Lord Kyla, can I not be so pathetic.

"So you have been dragged into this boring diner tonight as well. At least I have a pretty girls company"

He makes me blush automatically.

We talk about school and what we do. He tells me he is in this band that was on XFactor, One Direction. I told him I watched that show a few times, the American one of course.

"So I must ask where are you from? Your accent is so cute." I blush again. How is it that a boy I barely know can make me blush two times in the space of an hour of meeting him.

"Wellington, New Zealand"

"Hmm" he mumbles something to himself.

"What was that I asked" Ohh now ive done it I think to myself. He thinks im dumb now.

"Kiwi girls are dead sexy, especially you" And with that I automatically blush.

"Damn. Must you make me blush so much" I catch myself blurting out loud. I quickly grab my mouth in embarrassment. "Err, I wasn't meant to say that out loud"

"Don't worry about it babe." This boy knew the key to making me feel good. I just hope he wanted me and much as I wanted him right now.

I was too busy talking to him and then I realized that everyone was getting their coats and ready to leave.

"So I was thinking" Harry interrupted my thoughts. "You may need a personal tour guide while you're here. I err mean if you need me, here is my number" He handed me a piece of paper with a scribbed number on it.

"Thanks. I think I may have to take you up on that offer" I smile and take it from him.

As we say goodbyes to our visitors all I can think of is when is the next time I will be seeing Harry Styles.