One Direction Imagines

Dumb Music Class

Ok so this is another one that I wrote for one of my friends. I wrote it in like an hour and I had to restart it three times. I hope you like it. Anyway, this is for my friend savannah!

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Dumb Music Class

I sighed as I shaded in another part of my drawing. I really don't want to be in this dumb music class. Here let me list the reasons why.

1) I don't have any friends in here

2) I got stuck with a seat near the back of the auditorium

3) the professor is always late

4) the other students hate me cause I'm American

5) AND to top it all off, I can't sing

I don't know why I let Maggie talk me into this. Maybe I should kill her? No, I can't kill a spider, never mind my best friend. I sighed again and continued on shading in my drawing. At least I had my artwork to pass time.

My head snapped up at the sound of the auditorium door slamming shut. I watched as Professor Whitlock walked over to the middle of the stage. I sat up in my seat. I could tell he was going to announce something important as he had a serious look on his face.

"Listen up students." he said and almost instantly the room got quiet. "We have been blessed with a special guest singer visiting here today. You all know him as he is very famous. I am best mates with his sister's best friend's father and he pulled some strings to make this all happen. You can thank me later, but for now, here is Harry Styles!"

Woah, did he just say Harry Styles? As in THE Harry Styles! The famous boy from One Direction that is the reason Maggie and I moved to England?! Omg he's really here! I watched totally shocked as he walked out on stage. All the other girls in class jumped up and screamed. They all ran towards the stage but out of no where, a security team surrounded them making it so they couldn't reach the pop star.

I, on the other hand, couldn't move. It seemed impossible as I stared straight into Harry Styles eyes. No seriously, he was looking straight at me! Everyone else was by the stage so it had to be me he was looking at. Oh gosh. I blushed furiously as he winked and smiled.

"Alright girls! Girls! GIRLS!" Professor Whitlock yelled to get their attention, and causing Harry to break his intense stare with me. "Please sit down!Harry is here to perform a little song for us. Now what was it called? Little Things or something like that?"

"Actually," Harry interrupted, omg fangirl over his accent, "I have a different song in mind."

"Alright then, whenever you're ready."

I watched his every move. My idol, my perfect match, my everything was about to perform a song. Forget that, he looked at me! Noticed me. Gosh I could live the rest of my life just happy with the knowledge that he knows I exist.

He picked up the guitar and started to strum it.

'What day is it?

And in what month?

This clock never seemed so alive.

I can't keep up,

And I can't back down,

I've been losing so much time.'

His voice is even more amazing in person. The room is silent, everyone has their phones on the air taping this to watch it again later. I leave mine in my bag, I want to burn this memory into my mind. I watch intently as he finally looks up from the guitar and starts the chorus.