One Wild Ride (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

~ Bethany's POV ~

I nervoulsy rounded the corner. I was then standing in front of a gigantic building with "ONE DIRECTION 7:30PM" imprinted on a giant sign in front of it. If you haven't guessed yet, I was standing in front of the venue. I was fidgeting with the bottom of my shirt. My breaths were jagged and I was shaking and sweating. I ran my right arm along my left and arm and felt the red woven bracelet. Ever since I got it, it hasn't left my wrist. I glanced down at it and wondered about its owner. Who was he? I sounded so cliche, like in the movies, but why did I feel so attracted to that person?

I nodded my head. I needed to focus on one thing at a time. Like the fact that I was about to meet One Direction.

I have no idea how I did it, but I managed to walk up the steps to the building. There was a security guard blocking the enterance.

"May I help you ma'am?" He flatly said.

I took in a deep breath. "Well, yes I believe you can..." I started. "See- I have a meet and greet pass to meet One Direction here- err... today..." I stuttered out. I whipped out my pass and handed it to the security guard.

The guard rolled his eyes and sighed, like he does this everyday. "Of course. Hold on." He said.

He got on his walkie talkie and spoke to a person on the other end. "We have our first meet and greeter." He huffed into it. The person on the other side spoke: "The first one, ehh? Alrighty... since none of the others have showed up yet I guess she can have them to herself for awhile..."

I instantly stopped breathing. Was I early? Why wasn't anyone else here? I was going to get to be alone in a room with One Direction? I didn't even realize I had been talking out loud until the guard cleared his throat.

"Umm, this way ma'am. And- uh- to answer some of your questions, you are about half an hour early, but thats fine because the boys like to interact with the fans. You just happen to be an extremely lucky one."

"Oh! Yeah! Of course!" I frantically said. The guard swiped a key card against the door and opened it for the both of us. He led me down a long narrow hallway with doors along it the whole way. Once we were about halfway down, I started to hear voices.

~ Harry's POV ~

"LADS!!!!! COME ON!!!!! STOP IT!!!!!" Liam screamed. Louis and Zayn were joyously tossing Liam's iPhone to eachother and taking turns typing in tweets, that you noramlly wouldn't expect from Liam; if you know what I mean.

We still had about half an hour before the fans for the meet and greet would start to arrive.

"Ohh, now come on guys. Give him his phone back." I tried to calm Louis, Zayn, Niall, and Liam down.

Louis looked at me with a furrowed brow, before his expression softened. "Only because Hazza said so." He said looking at the ground like a little kid.

"Hazza gets his way." I triumphiantly said. Louis handed Liam back his phone when we heard footsteps outside the door.

~ Bethany's POV ~

I heard a few teenage boys with British accents arguing on the other side of the door.

Oh wow.

No freaking way. Take a deep breath, Bethany. You can do this.

The security guard knocked on the door and in a few moments a blonde Irish boy opened the door. I instantly became weak at the knees and my eyes widened.