Famous (A Harry Styles Fanfiction)

How the Cookie Crumbles

*Rosalie's P.O.V*

"Hi folks, on behalf of the crew and I, welcome to the city of dreams. We're going to begin descending into L.A immediately. Please fasten your seat belts, and thank you for flying with us."

"Holy shit," I whispered. My stomach did a double flip and my heart felt like it was about to beat out of my chest.

It was finally happening. I was finally here. I can't believe it! This is all I've been dreaming of since I could dream. Hell, this is all I've been asking for since I could speak.

I looked out the window, my heart beating faster with each second as the city below me got closer and closer.

My mother and my little sister sat huddled together next to me, their excitement making me smile.

"Oh my god!" Lily squeaked, leaning over me and pressing her hands to the window, "It's so...awesome! Do you think I'll get to meet One Direction?!"

I laughed, running my fingers over her freshly braided hair, "Of course you will, Lil," I said, "I wouldn't have forced you and mom here otherwise."

"Rosie," my mom groaned, "I told you, Lily wanted to come more than you did. Plus I'll be getting a 40% increase of pay here. This is your big break. Don't worry about us."

"Okay, okay," I rolled my eyes.
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When the plane finally landed, Lily, Mom, and I all gathered up our carry-ons and practically ran off of the plane. The flight-attendant laughed when Lily happily thanked her for making her have the "best flight ever ever ever!"

"C'mon Lil, let's go get our bags!" I laughed, grabbing onto her hand and leading her off the plane.

L.A.X was absolutely huge. People were scurrying in all directions, with their phones to their ears and their bags dragging behind them.

"I wonder if we'll see anyone," Lily said, leaning in and lowering her voice, "You know...famous."

"Maybe, Lil. Only if we're really lucky," I chuckled.

After an extremely long walk, we finally reached the baggage claim. Mom and I were exhausted, but Lily, on the other hand, was completely bouncing off the walls. I mean, she was literally bouncing.

"Lily, stop bouncing, love," Mom laughed tiredly, tucking a stray strand of Lily's hair behind her ear.

"But Mooooom," Lily groaned, "I'm so bored."

"I know honey. Just a little while longer."

Lily huffed and turned away, starting to absent-mindedly spin in circles.

Suddenly, wild flashes caught the corner of my eye. A large crowd was quickly gathering around someone.

"What's going on?" I asked.

Lily snapped to attention immediately, attracted by the sudden excitement. She stood on her tip toes to get a better look at whoever was causing such a scene.

As the crowd approached, I was able to catch a glimpse of the center of attention. A young man, not much older than me, with long hair, sunglasses, and hat on, rushed past us, trying to escape the crowd as soon as possible.

"Oh. My. God. IT'S HARRY STYLES!" Lily screeched, breaking out into a run after him.

"Lily!" Mom shouted, "Where are you going?!"

"I'll get her!" I called, already jogging to catch up to her.

"Lily, wait!" I shouted, but to no avail. She was too far ahead of me. She was already on the fringes of the gigantic crowd and almost out the doors.

"How does she run so damn fast," I huffed under my breath, quickening my pace to catch up with her.

I finally got out the doors and was met with one of the most frantic things I've ever seen in my life. Hundreds of people were all huddled around this guy, screaming, crying, and taking hundreds of pictures of him. There's no way I'm going to find Lily in this mess. I scanned the crowd for my little sister, but she had disappeared in the mass. A lump started to form in my throat as panic began to set in. What if someone takes her? What if she gets trampled? I need to find her. I began to shove my way through the screaming teenage girls, as I shouted for Lily.

All of the sudden, the crowd began to dissipate. I worriedly looked around, and saw the boy's car finally speeding off.

"Lily? Lily!" I screamed.

"Rosie!" I heard her scream back, running up to me and hugging me.

"Oh my God, Lily" I sighed, relieved.

I stooped down and grabbed her by the shoulders, shaking her lightly, "What were you thinking? You could have been kidnapped! You could have been killed! And what happened to you?" I gasped, noticing her injured arm, "Are you okay?"

"I'm okay! And I'm sorry, Rosie,"she laughed, hugging me tighter.

"It's okay, you're okay," I breathed out, hugging her back as my heart finally began to start functioning properly again.

She quickly pulled away and shoved her notepad in my face, "Look, Rosie!"

"What is it?" I said, taking it and reading it quickly.

"I fell and Harry helped me up! He signed this!" she squealed excitedly.

"To Lily, the tough cookie. All the love, Harry."

I shook my head and stood, handing her notebook back to her and laughing, "You are one tough cookie, Lil. Now let's go find Mom."