It's Dylan's first day of Summer break after her Freshman year of college at the University Of Miami. Her dad is Co-owner of Hard rock stadium and in charge of security. He needs help after a last minute call off. Dylan has to skip her party to help...
I wasn't sure what the right thing to do was. I wanted to keep looking straight because that's what I was told to do. The other part of me needed to know what band member was behind me.
He suddenly put his hands on my shoulders and tapped my right side. I glanced to my right to see Harry maybe a foot from my face.
He mouthed "are you a fan?" To me
"How'd you know" I replied
"You've been swaying this entire time" he laughed back
"I have to get back to my job, but you look cute". He said
I couldn't tell if that last part was a joke or not.
Once I turned back around I was blushing and staring at my feet. When I finally looked back up I saw a couple of the girls staring at me, looking jealous. I wondered if they thought I knew him or if I was just a lucky security guard.
I was curious if anyone had filmed Harry and I's interaction and if it would be on Twitter before I left.
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Once the concert was over I had to stay until everyone had left the pit. Once they were gone I b-lined for backstage.
I wanted to get out of here as soon as possible.
Before heading to Sydney's I wanted to grab a snack, so I headed to the gas station across the street.
There was only one car outside and a big bus parked in the back.
Considering how many times I've been at the stadium at night, I was pretty familiar with the surrounding area. I wasn't scared to be alone at night either.
When I walked in the door chimed and the worker greeted me. I walked to the back to grab a drink before looking for a snack. I heard the bell chime again but didn't pay attention to who walked in.
Suddenly the air got thick and everything was quiet. I looked up to see a guy pointing a gun at the cashier.
"Put any money you got in the bag" the gunmen ordered.
"NOW!" He shouted
The cashier shuffled slowly over to the register and started pressing buttons. He looked up catching eyes with me and kept glancing to the back.
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I slowly walk backward out of the isle and into the back room.
I opened the door as slowly as I could to hopefully not be heard.
Once I was outside I held the door as it closed so it wouldn't slam.
I started feeling my pockets for my phone, but I realized I had set it down in the isle so I could rearrange how I was holding things.
I looked up to see Harry Styles exciting the bus that was parked out back.
WTF I thought to myself
I ran up to him to get help
"Woah slow down there, please don't jump on me" he said worried
"There's a man inside with a gun, please don't go in. I need you to call 911, I don't have my phone." I whisper shouted.
His eyes got big
"What? Are you fucking with me" he asked also whispering.
No, I'm dead serious, you need to call the cops. I warned.
He looked me up and down quickly and noticed my shirt. I hadn't changed out of my uniform. I could see the dots connecting in his head. I was the girl he'd just called cute at the concert.
"Let's go inside the bus and I'll call okay" he asked.
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What do you think will happen next?
Did you know the bus was going to be the tour bus?
