The Poster

Chapter 14

Wait what? I stared on the road without moving any muscles. I didn't even blink. My eyes were dry, not to mention my mouth. Then I squeezed my eyelids tightly together. Did he really said that? You have to be kidding, seriously.

  Did he stalk me, or what?!

  We haven't met each other before, so he wouldn't know. So...He DID stalk me!

"Wait? Where? H-how?" I stuttered.

   His hands were tightly around the wheel, white knuckles were appearing, his gaze was glued on the road. 

"I... uh, I've been .... d-dreaming about you like every single night..." He whispered the last part.

   My mouth gaped open, clearly surprised by his honest statement. Yeah... He said something like that before... on twitter... My heart was still going crazy. I hoped he didn't notice it though.

"R-really? Uhm- "

"Yes Grace!" He cut me off. Oh.

"... okay," I mumbled

"That's all you can say about it?" He asked, blushing slightly.

"No... But I don't know what I should actually say..." I answered, fiddling with my fingers.

"Oh.." Yeah. Oh.

   I really didn't know what I could answer... It was hard enough to realize what he was just saying, not thinking about how I could respond to some kind of...kindness?!

"What was it about?" I finally managed to ask.

  His gaze was still on the road, fingers tightly around the wheel.

"Just a-about you... sleeping," Okay? Creepy?!

No. I've to be dreaming.

  I slapped my cheek, unnoticable. Not hard but hard enough that it would probably be pink afterwards....Yep it was hurting. And it wasn't a dream though. Double Shit. I was about to say something, but I decided to keep my mouth shut, so the whole ride to Oxford was silent. But I soon enough felt guilty and just gave him a nod as a quick, inexpensive answer.

He was in his own thoughts and so was I.

*** 

The car was driving towards a big red-black tourbus, standing along the street. I saw a guy with dark curls, standing next to the big, intimidating vehicle. Yep. It was Harry.

Harry freaking Styles.

Yes, as you could tell I was  really nervous. It doesn't happen all day that I would meet all five of my biggest idols, one of them even admitting to be dreaming of me. My hands were shaking and I could feel the heat in my cheeks increased.

"So... Arrived," Niall said, opening his door and jumping out of the black Range-Rover.

He jogged to my side, opening mine as well. What a gentlemen. He received a small, shy smile, before I jumped out of the car and followed him to the rest.

Soon enough I saw Louis talking with Liam behind the bus. I think Zayn was inside, because I couldn't find him anywhere. Niall gave them a bro-hug and I just waved with my left hand awkwardly.

"Hi." I muttered, blushing deeply.

Ok, Grace that wasn't the best one...

Harry broke the awkwardness and hugged me tight.