Please Be Careful With My Heart

Samantha’s POV:
Our next destination was 'Serpentine Lake'. I reminisced about the kiss Harry and I shared during sunset, as rain poured down on us. I placed my fingers on my lips as I still felt his warm lips against mine.

'Sammie' a familiar voice hugged me from behind. 'Gemma' I turned to face her. 'Your brother, got you into this as well' I chuckled. 'Yeah' she laughed. 'Here you go' she handed me the familiar gold paper.

Dear Sammie,
"Serpentine lake has always been my favourite place...and you made it an extra special place. This was where you gave me a second chance and allowed me to be a part of your life again. I will never forget our kiss at sunset accompanied by rain and the infamous frog that caused us to fall in the water".

I laughed remembering how our boat capsized because I started to panic when I saw a frog in our boat.

"Don't worry, I'm not going to make you row a boat out after the last incident. But look out to the lake..."

xx
H

'Your brother really has a way of embarrassing me' I held my cheeks in embarrassment, as a group of people stood at a cruise holding up a sign saying SAMANTHA. 'He could have at least got the people do dance gangnam style or something' Gemma chuckled.




'This is for you' she handed me a bag with the letter 'A'.The bag contained pictures of Harry and I's first and second trip here.I normally hated paparrazi's invading my privacy but this time I was actually pleased that they got these shots. They were worth keeping. ‘Gem, wheeere is your brother?’ I asked. ‘Not here I can assure you’ she chuckled. ‘Why is he making me take detours?’ I folded my arms halfed amused. ‘I can assure he will meet you for lunch, just like he promised’ she claimed.

'Are you hungry, Ms. Robertson?' Tim asked as he continued driving. 'A bit' I replied. 'Don't worry, the place were off to definitely has food' he assured me. Food? Well that could only mean one thing, this time we were really headed to meet Harry for lunch.

The car pulled over at 10 Bread Street. 'Of course he picked this place' I uttered when I found myself outside 'Gordon Ramsay's' restaurant

I entered the restaurant for the third time this year and the strong aroma of hot pancakes and sausage and bacon lingered in my nose. 'Ms. Robertson, please follow me 'a waiter greeted me at the entrance and led me to a table for two. 'He'll be here soon' he told me before I could even ask.

'Finally I can eat' a voice came from behind and gave me a kiss on the head. I laughed at his presence. 'What's funny?' Niall took the seat across from me. 'Of course you had to be the one assigned at the restaurant' I chuckled. 'I told Haz I'll do it if there was food involved' he grinned.

‘By the way where is he? I’m hungry’ I pointed out. ‘So am I’ he agreed. 'Well here you go' he handed me a bag with a letter N. 'N for Niall' he pointed at the bag. 'So we've got mixed bakery basket containing pain aux raisins, croissant, pain au chocolat, a sausage sandwich, bacon and egg roll and ricotta hot cakes with banana and honeycomb butter' he listed all the food that was in the bag. 'Am I supposed to eat all that?' I asked as my mouth fell open. 'Don't worry I'll help you out' Niall laughed. 'And this is for you' he handed me a gold paper

"Surprised Niall got assigned here? hehehe".
"Anyway ,I asked Niall to fill the bag with food. Were still meeting up for lunch but I don't want you to get hungry along the way. Please eat your breakfast as I'm sure you skipped it this morning".

'God his good' I muttered as Harry knows my habit of skipping breakfast.

"Lastly, the deal I made with the Irish was that he can have any meal and I'll pay for it only after you've left".

xx
H

Niall let out a loud burp and quickly covered his mouth. I laughed. 'Don't tell Harry' he pleaded with his Irish accent. 'I won't' I giggled. 'So I ordered you coffee for take away, it should be here soon' he notified me. 'Oh thanks' I smiled at him.

'Excuse me customers, this is Gordon Ramsay speaking' Niall and I both looked up to the stairs were the man himself stood. 'Today your all gonna get a free try of our new coffee called Latte SJR' the customers cheered and applauded. 'The Latte SJR is named after Ms.Samantha Julia Robertson' he gestured his hands towards me and I had to blink a couple of times to check If this was a dream or not. I looked at Niall who was laughing like a leprechaun. My cheeks turned red as everyone stared at me.

'Here's you go love' Gordon Ramsay placed a coffee on our table with SJR printed on the lid. 'Thanks, but why is your coffee named after me' I looked up at him confused. He pointed at the coffee which had writing on the side.

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