Harry's POV

We were all more than surprised to find Milkshake City nearly empty. There were two girls at a table near the back, and an old couple, but that was it. It was a nice surprise though, since there were no screaming fans. Not that we don't love the fans, the screaming, we could go without. Liam went to get our milkshakes and we found a table over in a corner.

"So guys, what's new?" Zayn joked as if we hadn't seen each other for weeks.

"Oh you know. I went to the moon last week. That was a swell time." I played along.

We sat around the table, being normal teenage boys.

"I have to pee!" I announced. I made my way to the bathroom, smiling at the nice old lady who knew our order by heart since we were here so often. I passed the table of girls and stopped in shock. They were so tiny, I had mistaken them for from far away, but they were definitely not young. They looked about sixteen or seventeen, not much younger than me, and were really hot. The brunette said something and nodded in my direction, blonde looked over her shoulder at me. She tilted her head in confusion at me standing there staring like an idiot. They obviously weren't from here; otherwise she would know who I was. Not to sound cocky, but we were really well know.

I looked away quickly, and instead of going to the bathroom, I headed straight back to the table where the boys were being stupid. I smacked Niall on the top of the head.

"Stop being idiots!" I demanded. The boys stared at me in shock, I was usually the one who encouraged being idiotic.

"You see those girls over there?" I asked pointing to the two tiny girls, although it wasn't really necessary, there was no one else here. The boys nodded, looking confused. "I just passed them, and they are incredibly attractive."

Louis looked over doubtfully. "They look like they're ten years old…" he said, examining their small frame.

"No, they're just really tiny. I promise. They're definitely not ten. And when I walked by, the just kind of looked at me confused, like they didn't know who I was. They're obviously not from here." I said.

"So they're hot?" Liam asked, craning his neck in an effort to see their faces. I nodded.

"Hotter than Caroline?" Niall wiggled his eyebrows. I smacked him on the back of the head. That 'relationship' was definitely over. But the boys still joked about it.

"Yes," I answered honestly, starting to get annoyed. "Just come with me to go talk to them. If you don't think they're hot, I'll take both." I started walking back towards the girls. My boys followed, like I knew they would.

"Hi I'm Harry." I introduced, plopping down on one of the open chairs. "Harry Styles." I clarified, seeing if they would recognize me.

"Hi Harry! I'm Ella. Ella Love." The blonde mocked my introduction in a cute bubbly voice, with an adorable American accent. She flipped her long blonde hair over her shoulder and waved. "And this," she said gesturing to the brunette, "Is my best friend, Melanie Rodgers."

"These are my friends, Liam, Zayn Loius, and Niall." I pointed them out from where they were standing awkwardly behind me. They waved and smiled. I could tell Zayn liked the brunette. That was fine, I was mesmerized by Ella.

"So what are you two pretty ladies doing in London?" Liam flirted, noting the obvious that they weren't from here, and taking the remaining seat next to me.

"We've moved here! We just got here today." Ella explained bubbly. "Me and Mel have always wanted to come to the UK. It just fascinates us. So we sent applications into a boarding school and got accepted! We also accepted the offer to stay on campus for summer to get used to it. So we're here all year. It's so exciting!"

"So what year are you going into then?" Louis asked.

Ella answered again. I had a feeling she was not one bit shy, the opposite of her best friend. "We're going into eleventh grade. We're both sixteen, but our birthdays are in the summer, so we turn seventeen before we enter eleventh."

I surveyed Ella as she talked. She was constantly running a pinky along her full pink bottom lip. She had a cute tiny button nose and huge blue eyes that sparkled. Her long golden hair reached her lower back, just above the deep back dimples I could just see form the angle I was sitting at. She had a tight little body, definitely an athlete. Her skin was a really nice natural tan. She was absolutely stunning. And from what I could tell already, her personality was amazing. This was a girl I definitely wanted to get to know. London was about to get a lot more interesting.

Ella's POV

I looked over at the boys me and Mel were talking to. Well I was talking to, Mel was so shy around guys at first, but once she got to know you a little, you don't know what hit you.

I tried to decide which one was the most attractive but it was impossible. The only thing that stood out to me about any of them was the green eyes of the curly haired boy who had introduced himself as Harry. He had a really nice deep voice too. He caught me looking him over and gave me a flirty smile, deep dimples popping out on his cheeks. Ooh, I was a sucker for dimples.

"Not to sound weird, but do you use anything in your hair? It's like perfectly messy." I looked at the boy who Harry had introduced as Louis.

He grinned. "People tell me it looks like sex hair," he winked. It definitely did look like he had just had done some serious macking and not bothered to fix his hair.

"Are you saying you have sex every morning to get your hair like that?" I raised an eyebrow.

He laughed. "Shush! Don't give away my secret!"

I laughed. I was so glad we decided to come in here. These boys were amazing and super cute.

We spent about 45 minutes talking, and I was constantly flirting-what can I say, I am the definition of flirt- and eventually Melanie started talking, but only a little. She would break out of her shell eventually.

"Well, I hate to say it, but we really need to get back to our dorm and unpack." I said, looking outside into the orangey gleam of sunset.

The boys looked genuinely upset.

"Tell you what." I said with a flirty smile. "You can give us your numbers, and I promise you, we'll text you tonight."

They agreed and we traded phones. I put my number in, adding a winky face. We both hugged them all goodbye and walked out into the warm London air. Mel immediately started gushing about how cute they were and how sweet they were and how funny they were and and and! I laughed, if only she could be this animated all the time. As we walked into the beautiful setting sun, I made a mental note to search through Facebook and Twitter and creep on these cute British boys.