hey guys here´s the 8th chapter. I´m so exhausted right now as i didn´t get much sleep last night, anyways, hope you enjoy the chapter :p

Chapter 8: England
Henry´s POV:

I was sitting in the plane on my way to London. I had never been to Great Britain before so I was really excited. Though, the thing that I was mostly excited for, was that Harry had asked me to come and visit him. I had really missed him in the while that I hadn´t seen him.

Harry greeted me in the airport with a huge smile. He looked just as gorgeous like always. I really loved the way he looked. I ran to him as soon as I had gotten my luggage and the hugged him. "Harry!" I exclaimed when I ran into his arms. "Hey," He said and laughed as I stepped out of his arms. The gentleman he was, he took my luggage for me and led me to the car that was parked outside. He put my luggage in the boot of the car as I got in. I kept babbling on and on until we arrived at Harry´s place. I hadn´t even looked out of the windows so I could see London; I was too occupied with Harry.

As we had carried all I could feel the jetlag. Harry did understand me and made the bed ready for me. He was such a great boy and I couldn't believe this fantastic guy was single. He'd told me that tomorrow night we were invited to this BBQ party where I had to meet all his friends. I was quite nervous about it all both because they were his friends but also because I didn't feel ready for it at all. That night, when I was lying in bed I couldn´t sleep. I was so nervous about tomorrow. I felt so restless that I kept turning in the bed.

I woke up the next morning in the spare room in Harry´s house that he shared with his friend, Danny. I felt tired still when I walked out of the room. As I reached the stairs I heard small noises coming from downstairs and I automatically thought it was Harry. When I got downstairs and into the kitchen where the noises came from, and saw a man with short brown hair that was very spiky. I couldn´t see his face as he looked down at the table in front of him. I noticed that he was only wearing boxers. He looked really tired as he took another spoonful of cereal. He hadn´t seen that I was here.

There was no other sounds in the room other than the chewing the cereal. "Hey," I said and he jumped up startled. In the sudden movement he also knocked over the bowl of cereal. "Wow, who are you? He asked confused. He got up from the floor and looked at the cereal that was now spilled all over the table. He frowned. "I´m Henry," I told him with a smile. "Now I know who Harry´s thinking of when he´s masturbating," he mumbled and suddenly got wide eyed. "You never heard that from me," he told me and walked over to me. "I´m Danny," he said and shook my hand. His hand was accidentally soaking with milk and small pieces of cereal. Danny groaned when he realized it and went to grab a paper towel for me. "Thank you," I said while drying my hand in the paper towel. "Can I get you anything to eat?" he asked and smiled.

When Danny and I had been eating breakfast for a while – Danny had made scramble eggs and toast for me and excused himself for not being a good cook. I could taste that and settled for the toast – Harry came in. He looked tiredly at us and sat down beside us with his own bowl of cereal. "Good Morning," I told him with a smile. He looked up at me and smiled hugely. "Good morning," he replied and looked at Danny and then at me again. "Oh, so you´ve met?" he asked looking at me.

I got a few hours to get ready for the BBQ in. I wanted to look good now that I was going to meet his friends. After I took my shower, I curled my long blond hair and put on my make-up. Harry was waiting just outside my room. "Henry? We have to go soon," he told me through the door. I stood there in my room in my underwear and still didn´t know what to wear. "Erm…I´ll be done soon," I called out to him panicking a little now. I looked into my trunk and couldn´t seem to find the right outfit to wear. Why hadn´t I brought my entire closet?

Harry seemed to get more and more impatient which I found really cute. I finally found something to put on, a pair of tight cowboy jeans and a top which was put down into the jeans with a broad belt and a cardigan. I looked at myself in the mirror one more time before walking out of the room to Harry. "Wow," he mumbled to himself and I had a hard time holding back a giggle.

I was getting more and more nervous at the way to Harry´s friend Dougie´s house. Harry grabbed my hand from where he sat beside me and looked at me. "Relax," he whispered and bend down to kiss the top of my head. I looked up at him and couldn´t help but smile at the gorgeous face that was looking down at me.

When we arrived at Dougie´s place, and walked to the front door, Harry had a hand behind my back. He knocked on the door and smiled down at me reassuringly before the door was opened. The man that opened was a little shorter than Harry he had middle length blond hair and was wearing a cap. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and a pair of brown shorts. He smiled at Harry. "Hey Doug," Harry told him. "Hey Harry," Dougie answered back as they made some kind of handshake. "You must be the famous Henry, I assume?" Dougie turned to me now. "Yes, and you must be Dougie," I replied and smiled. "Yes, now, come on inside," he told us and opened the door wider. As we walked through the house heading for the backyard, I noticed something that caught my attention completely. On a chest of drawers was a picture of Maria. I stopped and as soon as Harry noticed that he stopped too. I knew that he knew what I´d seen. I was not thinking clear when I walked over and picked up the photo. "That´s Maria," I said and looked at the picture. I hadn´t noticed Dougie before he ripped the photo out of my hands. "You know her?" he asked and looked at me. "Yeah, I was her roommate while she was living in the US," I answered a little confused. Was Dougie that friend that Harry told me was the father of Maria´s son?

I didn´t get an answer to my thought before a young woman with long brown hair and a round, friendly face came in. "Boys, the food´s getting cold," she said and smiled. "Oh, you must be Henry?" she asked and walked over to me. "I´m Gio," she told he and hugged me which I wasn´t prepared for. "Welcome to the "family"," she told me and smiled warmly again. "Thanks," I replied and smiled back. Gio took my hand then and dragged me gently with her outside. Outside, on the terrace was Danny standing with his arms wrapped around a young woman with hair that was a slightly lighter shade of brown than Gio´s. By the grill was a young man standing short brown hair. I guessed him to be the last member of the band, Tom. He looked at us and smiled. Gio dragged me with her over to him. She walked into his arms and he kissed her on the head. "Hey, you must be Henry, Harry´s been talking a lot about you," he told me and smiled. "Yeah, and you must be Tom, am I right?" I asked with a smile too. "That´s correct," he told me. "And I see you´ve met my beautiful wife," he continued and tightened his grip gently around Gio for a second and then loosened it again. "Yes, I have," I said and smiled at Gio.

It seemed like ages before Harry and Dougie came out from the house. It looked like Dougie had been crying. "What´s wrong?" I asked Gio, still feeling really confused. I did not know what had happened here before Maria came to the US. Gio pulled me a little away from Tom and the others. She looked at me with an expression, that I could not determine what meant. "Before Maria left, she was dating – even engaged – to Dougie. They had a son 4 years ago, but he died. Suddenly she changed. I don´t know what happened, she never told me. She came to him one day and told him that she´d been cheating on him twice, and left with no further explanation. Now Dougie´s alone, watching their 3 year old twins," she told me. I had a hard time thinking this was true about Maria. She never seemed like a person who could do something like that. I must have been standing there with my mouth hanging open because Gio suddenly called me back to reality. "She never told you any of this?" she asked with a small voice. I shook my head. "No, she only told me that she wanted to start over," I said and noticed the hurt in Gio´s eyes. "So you were her best friend?" She asked while looking down. "Yes I guess, well, now that she's in Africa, we don't talk that much anymore," I told her. "What...you still talk to her?" Gio asked and her eyes widened. I nodded and was slightly confused. "Do you have her number?" she asked eager now.