**Katerinas POV**
I was walking down an alleyway, when someone ran into my shoulder. I tumbled to the ground, falling onto my butt. Scraping my knees, and twisting my ankle. I was only wearing shorts, and a sports bra. I went jogging today, and was on my way back to my hotel, in London.
"Are you ok?!", I heard a husky, British accent from above me.
"Yeah, I'm fine", I said, seeing how badly scraped up my knees were. I didn't bother to look up to see who bumped into me, until he placed his hand on my right knee. I looked up to see a green eyed, brown, curly haired, cheeky looking boy.
Why did this boy look so familiar? I asked myself. That's when four other boys came running around the corner. They stopped, looking down at the curly haired boy.
"What happened?", the blonde one asked, in an Irish accent, from behind the one with black hair. I blinked a few times, trying to figure out why they were so familiar.
The curly haired boy spoke up, "I turned down this alleyway to get away from paparazzi and I bumped into this", he looked me over, grinning, "beautiful young girl, she fell, and scraped her knees, though.", he said to the four boys.
The boy with the buzzed hair looked at me, and spoke, "Well, love, are you ok?!", when he spoke, it sent shivers down my back.
"I don't think so, I hurt my ankle pretty bad, it twisted. I don't think I can walk", I spoke, truthfully. The curly haired boy looked at my ankle, scrunching his eyebrows together.
"She's right, she can't walk. Someone has to carry her.", he said.
"Carry me? Where?", I asked, confused.
"To our hotel room, duh!", the one with the shorts on, and buttoned up shirt said. He sounded sassy. Haha!
"Oh..ok", I stuttered out.
"Who's gonna carry her?", the sassy one asked, after snapping his fingers. I laughed at him.
"I will", the curly haired one said. Before I could comprehend what was going on, I felt strong arms under my shoulders and knees, lifting me off the ground.
I whimpered in pain, from my ankle bending. The boy carrying me looked at my face to see if I was ok, I nodded. He smiled and winked. Wow! I could tell he was player right than and there.
"Where are we going?", I asked, tired.
He smiled at me, "To our hotel room, to bandage you up, and figure out what's wrong with your ankle, remember?", he said quietly. I nodded.
About fifteen minutes later, we were in front of the hotel I was staying at. I got confused, "Are you guys staying here too?", I asked.
Those beautiful green eyes of his were locked on mine, "Mhmm", he said, looking away. He carried me into the building and onto the elevator.
"Can you stand?", he asked.
"I think so", I said. He placed me down, so I was standing. It hurt my ankle a bit, so I held the wall for support. He placed his hand under my elbow, to hold me up.
It was just us in the elevator, the other boys ran ahead, to their hotel room. So we were standing there in an awkward silence.
"My names Harry, by the way", He broke the silence.

Notes

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-Alexxx<3