OHMYGODOHMYGODOHMYGOD! It’s him. It’s really him. That’s Harry standing there looking at me with a concerned expression, I should straighten up and tell him it’s okay, it’s fine, it’s totally my fault.
She realises she’s still giving him that eerie look with her jaw on the ground.
“I’m so sorry, are you alright? I didn’t mean to.. Wait, is that juice on your shirt?” He grins.
He’s trying to change the subject, he’s so cute
She feels like saying something or he’ll feel embarrassed and eventually leave. But it’s too hard to talk, too hard to even breath.
“I-It’s.. Okay..”
“I feel so bad though; can I make it up for you? Do you want like a…hug?” He keeps smiling, unfolding his arms and opening them.
Did he just offer me a hug?
Now usually, when someone you’ve never met before offers you a hug, the sane decision is to say no. But even before she could think about her options, she found herself already wrapped around Harry, she squeezed so hard that her rib cage started to ache.
She couldn’t care less.
“Okay..?” Harry tilted his head in awkwardness, frowning a bit, yet still smiling.
She notices how stupid this looks and breaks away, but then again, he’s a star, it’s completely normal for a girl to hug a star, right?
Maybe he didn’t see me as just a crazy fan.
Maybe I should stop overestimating stuff.
When she breaks away, she looks at his shirt, which has gotten messed up with the juice, Tiffany bites her lips.
I just messed up Harry Style’s shirt..
“Erm.. Sorry about that” She says, trying so hard to hide the shaking in her tone but apparently failing miserably.
“Oh no, it’s fine. I’ve actually gotten used to that, you know being hugged by crazy fans?”
She smiles a bit.
“Not that, not that you’re a crazy fan, cause you’re totally not.”
He’s actually standing there talking to me, I think I’m going to pass out.
No. Pull yourself together, act casual, don’t let him walk away.
What do I say now?
Oh right, he was asking me about my shirt.
“Yeah, it’s fine. About my shirt.. Someone poured some juice on me, it’s nothing, childish doings”
“Is that Blueberry?”
She sniffs it, and smiles
“Yup”
“I love Blueberry.”
“You’re very welcome to lick off my shirt then” She grins.
“I think I’ll pass”
He winks and then looks behind her towards the school entrance. He’s still smiling, and Tiffany is still staring at him like she’s questioning her sanity.
He’s looking away, he’s leaving. I will NOT make him leave.
“Erm, so it looks like you’re the special guest”
“Yeah, I feel kinda nervous though.”
“We all get that feeling first time in school” She makes another joke, he smiles. She smiles back.
“So.. Can you..?” He makes a weird gesture towards the school
Is he..?
“Take me for a tour around school?”
He is! He just asked me to take him for a tour, he just asked me to be his guide.
Her body shakes but she tries so hard to keep herself steady.
Of all the celebrities around the world, of all the people who could’ve had a desire to go to school for just a day. It was Harry who showed up, it feels like god’s gift to her, after all the bullying, suffering from the lowlifes bothering her every day, he’s standing here right in front of her, having a normal conversation. Asking her to guide him throughout the school.
She finds it hard to breath, but she tries so hard stiffens herself, and nods.
“I’d love to.”
