It's Called Acting(1Dfanfic)

Chapter 9

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I woke up the next morning at 5:00. I groaned not wanting to go to school. Then it hit me again....Harry, One Direction. I sat up straight in bed. My dream came true! Oh my goodness! I jumped out of bed and into the shower. I threw my hair up into a messy bun and put on my makeup. I decided on my "If you're happy and you know it clap your...oh" shirt. You know? The one with the t-Rex on it cause he can't reach? Yeah. That and my Levi's, and my white TOMS. I put on my light-weight leather jacket to finish it off. I was still bursting with excitement, the adrenaline was going. I ran down the stairs. My mom was still here. This must be her late day. "You got in late last night." She said. "I know, I'm sorry. But...I MET ONE DIRECTION!!! AHHH! I WAS IN THEIR HOUSE, ON THEIR COUCH! I TALKED TO ALL OF THEM! HARRY WAS FLIRTING WITH ME. ME! THEY'RE ALL SO HILARIOUS AND NIALL DID THE WHOLE 'IM HUNGRY' THING. HAHA! AND I GOT A TOUR OF THEIR HOUSE AND I PLAYED ON THEIR PIANO. ONE. DIRECTION'S. FLIPPING. PIANO. HARRY TOLD ME I HAD A PRETTY VOICE AND I PLAYED THE GUITAR AND HE SANG TO ME!!! AND THEY SANG ME A SONG, ALTOGETHER. IT WAS SO PERFECT MOM!! I DON'T THINK I'VE BEEN SO HAPPY IN MY LIFE!!," I paused..."oh, and Harry tried to kiss me!!!" My mom looked weirded out. I don't blame her. "Sorry...I had to hold all of that in yesterday. They still don't know that I'm really a fan and I love them a lot." I mumbled. She just laughed at me. So I laughed too. "Well, I'm glad you got that out of your system...but. Don't be late for school. I'll see you later. Text me if you're gonna be out late again." "Mmkay. Mwah! Bye mom!" "Bye. Be careful!" And I was out the door. I walked to school cause i left kinda early and it only takes 15 minutes to get there, tops. I got to school....I literally felt like I was glowing. Like radiating some serious happy rays. Because that is exactly what it is. It's only my second day and we already have a project. Ugh. I don't wanna...it's for history, gross. The day actually goes by kinda quick. The whole day I was thinking about him. Harry. I can't help it. Not many people know me, yet. So I just hung out with Carlie. I don't really talk too much. And I'm fine with only a couple friends. I don't feel suffocated. I am not one for big crowds, cause I'm pretty claustrophobic...not as bad as Niall but I'm close behind. Anyways. The last bell rang and I was the first one out. I got all my stuff, walked out of school and stood there for a second. It was a pretty day. The sun was warm and it was nice. I looked across the parking lot and guess who was parked, outside my school, leaning on the hood of his car? Harry Styles. My heart fluttered. He was here. Ugh. No. You have to stop. You've gotta calm down. Just play it cool. I walked over to him, slowly. "Hey, Harry." I said. "Hello, love. How was school?" I have him the 'really?' look. He held his hands up in defense. "Okay, okay. Don't kill me. But really? Was it all that bad?" His eyes glittering. So green, and big. I could get lost in them. I shook my head slightly, coming out of my trance. He had a small smirk on his face. "No. But I still don't like school. I only have four more months. Then, I'm done." I stated. "Well, come on. Hop in." He went to get in and I started to follow. He turned around before I took one step and said, "On the passengers side this time." He winked. I blushed furiously and got in. I was surprised not many people had noticed him. He is famous after all. "Wait. So you're not going to college after this?" He questioned. I shook my head. "No. It was always mine and my dad's dream to see myself become a very talented musician and a talented artist." I told him. He looked at me, "You and him were really close, yeah?" "Yes. We were. He was my best friend." I looked down at my hands. I tried to fight the tears but some of them slipped anyway. I wiped them away. Shit. I was crying in front of him, ugh now I'm some weak little girl. "Hey, hey, hey. It's alright love. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to bring it up. Shh, it'll all be alright." He said taking my hand. I sniffled a little bit and wiped my eyes. He was tracing small patterns on my hand with his thumb, and he was tapping the wheel with his other thumb. He had a sympathetic look on his face. I could see he was genuinely hurting with me. "Yeah. But it seems only fitting that I go on and do what we both wanted. So I might take some art classes just to broaden my knowledge a little more, but other than that? I think I'm good." I said softly. "I'd like to see some of your art sometime. If that's alright..." He said.