Summer Love

Chapter 3

My jaw drops open and my eyes widen. One Direction?! No wonder Alexis is so biter--she's jealous! I don't blame her though. If it was her interviewing them instead of me I would be so jealous. I still can't believe it! I'm going to interview the world-famous British-Irish boy band One Direction! "Now don't go all fan girl o--," Alexis starts to tell me. But it's too late, I'm already in fan-girl mode. I begin to ramble, "OH MY GOD!! I'm interviewing ONE DIRECTION!! I can not believe this! They are so AMAZING! I LOVE them! I have all their albums. And I have their poster on my wall--well I did. But that's a long story. Anyways I LOVE them. They are so cute! Omigosh I bet they're even cuter in person! Omigosh! I can't believe I'm meeting them! OH MY G--," Alexis cuts off my rant by placing her hand over my mouth. "Please, don't do that," Alexis tells me in a calm voice. She removes her hand from my face, which is now holding a mega-watt smile. I am so happy. This is like the best day ever. I nod and Alexis continues, " I can clearly tell you like them, but you can not act like a crazy fan. This is an interview, so please be professional." I take a breathe in, then out, trying to calm myself down. "Okay," I tell Alexis. "I'm gonna go clean up." Alexis looks down at her simple black leather watch. "You have 30 minutes until the interview," she says. "Okay," I reply. Then I turn to go find the bathroom. Once I reach the bathroom I go directly to the mirrors to asses myself. I tilt my head to the side. My outfit is a little plain but it's not so bad. I run my hand through my wavy hair. I guess what I'm wearing will have to do but I really wish I would have worn something fancier. Now being somewhat satisfied with my self, I whip out my iPhone. I find my best friend-- Lizett Martin, then hit "Call". Lizett is not going to believe me when I tell her about the interview. Lizett like me lives One Direction. She and I have been best friends since freshman year in high school. Lizett is also 18 years old. She has long, straight black hair and dark brown eyes. And while Lizett always enjoys eating, she somehow always keeps her pretty and slender shape. Lizett picks up, "Hey Juliet!" "Oh my gosh! Today is the best day ever!" I reply with a smile on my face. "Uh, why?" Lizett asks confused. "Oh, only because I get to meet One Direction!" I say, shouting the last part of my sentence. At first I hear nothing but shocked silence, then Lizett starts screaming, "AAHHHH!" I pull the phone away from my ear and wait for Lizett to stop freaking out. When she finally does she asks, "How is this happening?" "I have to interview them," I tell her. "You are so lucky! I wish I--," she starts to say. But she's interrupted by a voice in the background that's yelling, "Lizett!" "Ugh, hold on a second Stephanie's calling me," Lizett says. I can almost hear her eyes roll. Stephanie Martin is Lizett's older sister. Stephanie is 19, a year older than Lizett. Stephanie has long curly black hair that is streaked with blond highlights and medium brown eyes. She is way more responsible than me and Lizett. Suddenly I hear screaming again. I raise my eyebrow as I wait for the screaming to stop. Then Lizett says, "I told Stephanie and then she started screaming." That explains it, Stephanie also loves One Direction. "So when are you meeting them?" Lizett asks. "Like in half an hour," I reply. "Well I have to go but after you're done with the interview you have to tell me everything!" Lizett says. "Okay I will! Bye!" I hang up. I take one last look in the mirror then walk back to my office. 

About half an hour later Alexis walks into my small office, flipping her corn-silk blond hair over her shoulder. "You ready?" she asks. "Ready," I reply. At least I hope I'm ready. I grab the paper where I wrote down the questions I'm going to ask and follow Alexis out into the hallway. As she leads me to where the interview is going to happen I start to worry. The feeling of excitement is gone, replaced by nervousness. What if they think my questions are stupid? What if I say something dumb? What if I embarrass myself? Maybe this isn't a good idea... "Okay. They're in here. I'm off to my meeting," Alexis tells me. Then she gives me a quick unexpected hug, "Good luck." I hug Alexis back, touched by the gesture. "Thanks," I say then walk into the room. Inside there are two couches facing each other with a small coffee table in between them. There are three guys on one couch and two on the other. All the guys stand to greet me. The first member of One Direction to greet me has short brown hair and medium brown puppy-dog eyes. He hold out his hand and I shake it while he says, "Ello, I'm Liam Payne." Liam is wearing a plaid blue long-sleeved button shirt that's rolled up to his elbows and khaki pants. I smile at him then greet the next guy. "Hi, I'm Louis Tomlinson," he says while shaking my hand. Louis has brown hair that is styled to one side and eyes that can only be described as Hawaii ocean blue. Louis is wearing a striped tee and suspenders, I gotta admit I love his style. Next to Louis is a guy who has black hair with blond highlights, an earring, and a massive tattoo on his right forearm. "Ello, I'm Zayn Malik," he says shaking my hand while I stare at his hazel eyes. Zayn has the longest eyelashes I have ever seen! His outfit is simple: a black tee and light grey jeans. Maybe it's okay that I didn't dress super fancy. The next guy I greet is the only blond in the group, and his blue eyes take my breath away. "Hi, I'm Niall Horan," he says with an Irish accent. Once I reluctantly stop staring at his gorgeous blue peepers I notice his outfit is also simple, a light grey polo and khaki pants, and he has braces. I smile at Niall then I stick my hand out to greet the final member of One Direction. But instead of a handshake I find my self trapped in a tight hug. Mmm, he smells really good. "Ello beautiful, I'm Harry Styles," he says as soon as our hug is over. I instantly look away from his emerald green eyes and feel myself blush. Did Harry Styles just call me beautiful? Does he really think I am or is he just  being nice? I look back at Harry, he's wearing a white t-shirt under a black blazer. I smile at everyone and say, "Hey everyone I'm Juliet Young." I go sit in the middle of one of the couches. Harry immediately comes and sits next to me. Once he's settled he flips his brown curls. Niall squeezes in on the other side of me and Zayn, Liam, and Louis fill up the other couch. "So," Harry says in his British accent, looking at me directly in the eyes. "Lets get this interview started."