Grace walks over to him while I'm being dragged behind her. I am resisting so much, but she's stronger then she looks. The thing is though that I almost forgot is that I'm stronger then I look to. I stop and pull her around making her almost fall, but she catches herself.
"I don't think you planned this out well. You do realize that once we get over there I'm just going to freeze up, not know what to say, and be all awkward." I say before she does something that I'm going to end up regretting.
"Oh my God you think to much. Okay I'm going to tell you what I always do when there's a really cute boy that I want to talk to. You just get a really big confidence boost before you go over there. I mean look at you you're beautiful. Does that help you at all?" She asks me.
"Actually it really does thank you." I say with a smile feeling a lot better now about going over there.
"Good because we're going over there." She says then grabs my arm once more.
"Hi I'm Grace and this is my friend Willow, she doesn't talk much." She says whispering the last part.
I just roll my eyes and laugh a little. He laughs a little to.
"I'm Harry." He says in the most hot British accent ever. Like I don't even know how to explain it. I have to try to contain myself so I don't like die at his amazingly perfect voice.
"So do you want an interview before you audition?" She asks him.
"Yeah that would be nice, thanks." He responds.
Grace looks at me like I'm supposed to say something, but I don't know what to say. "So what song are you going to sing?" I ask because it was the first thing that popped into my head.
"Isn't she lovely by Stevie Wonder." He says looking into my blue eyes with his amazing sparkly green eyes. Why does he have to be so perfect? I mean c'mon, the guy is singing a Stevie Wonder song. That is boyfriend material right there. If only I could find an awesome boyfriend like that. All of my boyfriends were never like that. They were so annoying and stuck on themselves. I snap back to reality hoping I wasn't just standing there like a complete idiot forever.
"Nice, I love Stevie Wonder." I say with a smile.
"Yeah he is a really amazing singer." He says with a smile as well, with his adorable dimples showing.
"Freddie should be over here in a minute." Grace says putting her phone in her back pockett.
"That's his name!" I say like a dumb blonde earning a laugh out of them. "I promise I'm not stupid I just forget these things." I say with a laugh to.
"Wow Willow." Grace says laughing.
"Why does his name have to be Freddie though." I say probably making me seem even more stupid.
"Because that's the name his mama wanted him to have." Grace says talking down to me like I'm a baby.
"I know!" I say with sarcasm. "That name just gives me nightmares. I really should've never watched Freddy Krueger, oh my God I really hate that movie, it's just to much for me to handle." Both of them start to laugh a little.
"That's why I don't watch scary movies. They give me really bad nighmares to be honest." Harry says.
"Yeah, I luckily don't have nightmares often. Like the last time I had a nightmare that I can remember at least was like a year ago. I usually just have really weird reoccurring dreams." I say and we all laugh a little.
"If the last time you had a nightmare was a year ago why would you say that, that name gives you nightmares, if you rarely have them?" Grace asks laughing.
"Because the last time I heard that name was a year ago." I respond sarcastically earning a laugh out of both Harry and Grace.
Freddie then walks over and gives Harry an interview. Grace and I walk off to find more people to interview until she says she has to go to the bathroom and we end up talking about the stupidest things through the bathroom stall, both of us cracking up laughing. That's how you know it's the beginning of a great friendship.
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Don't Let Me Go (Harry Styles Fanfic)
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