A worn copy of Deathly Hallows was laid out in front of me. I just finished the last chapter of the harry Potter series for the thousandth time, yet I still got the same old feels. I got up to get another slice of pizza,and in the process of turning around, i bumped into a stranger and completely ruined his hoodie. "OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRY" I exclaimed and grabbed some tissues nearby to clean up the mess I just made. My clumsiness didn't help either. "It's alright love. Y-you don't need to. Really, -it's fine. You're just ruining it more to be honest". The stranger was British. I just made a fool of myself in front of a foreigner. No wonder British people think Americans are messed up and have no manners. I quickly gather my belongings and make a beeline for the exit. Outside, it's drizzling but there was a herd of girls screaming. My curiosity took over and I asked one of the girls near me what happened. "LOUIS TOMLINSON IS IN THERE WITH NIALL HORAN!!!!!!!!!!AHHHHHHHH!" "Louis Tomlinson?" I ask, a bit starstruck. "yeah the one with the maroon hoodie!!" Oh no.. There was only one person with a maroon hoodie in the food court. And that person had a british accent. Great. What an idiot I am. First time meeting a superstar, and not just any superstar, and I've made a complete fool of myself. I dared one look back at the store, and was flustered to see the international superstar Louis Tomlinson looking back at me.
(A/N: sorry for the super short chapter we were in a rush)
