On My Way

Chapter 1

Stephanie's P.O.V. -

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"Stephanie.. Whaaatt are yyouu up toooo??" Thalia slurred. I was at a club in Manhatten during my first week here. I had just moved here to attend NYU. I'm from Ohio. I still had many boxes to unpack in my apartment.

Thalia was a friend I made at NYU. She always tried to make a good impression, and right now she was making an awful one. She was dancing crazily next to me, with a drink in one hand and the other on some stranger's ass.

"Thalia.. We need to get you out of here before you make a mess of yourself.." I grabbed her arm and dragged her out the door and we stood on the sidewalk. I looked for a cab, but didn't see one. I sighed and whipped out my phone. I quickly dialed Thalia's older sister, Gia, and asked her to come pick us up.

"She's drunk again?" Gia asked.

I chuckled. "Yes. Shit-faced."

After Gia came and got us, we took Thalia back to their apartment. Gia came and sat by me on the couch.

"Want me to drive you back to the City? I can take you back to your apartment."

I shook my head. "Just take me to the train station. I'll catch the 11:50 train."

Gia had a puzzled look on her face. "Alone? This late at night? In New York? You're brave!"

We laughed for a bit. Then I grabbed my purse and jacket and we left for the train station.

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While at the train station, I figured I would get a beverage so I would die if thirst on the train. I quickly made my way to the Starbucks and walked up to the counter. The man in front of me looked oddly familiar. His mess of brown curls was covered by a navy beanie, and he wore a gray tee and jeans. His deep British accent was what made me realize who he was.

Harry Styles.

THE Harry Styles. The boy who I fangirled about for years before One Direction's split.

He payed for his drink and turned around to face me. His emerald orbs widened and I looked right into his eyes. Harry smiled his famous smile, and I was awestruck.

"Hello, love."

I blushed. "Hi." Now was my chance. I would never see Harry again in my life, so I had to get a picture with him. "Um.. Harry? Would you mind getting a picture with me, please?"

He nodded and I handed him my phone. "Matthew," that must be the worker. "Would you take a picture of us?" Harry handed my phone to Matthew, who gladly snapped the photograph.

Once handed my phone back, I thanked Harry.

"No problem, beautiful."

Harry got his drink of the counter and went to sit at a small table in the corner. I stepped up and ordered my usual, caramel frappe without whipped cream, and payed the man. I took the icy cold beverage in my hand and started to walk out. I glanced over at Harry.. He was staring right at me. I smiled and Harry motioned me over.

"Sit down."

I bit my lip. "I have to catch my train at 11:50.."

"Come on. Just stay a little bit."

I agreed and sat down.

Harry sat back and scanned me up and down. "So.. Tell me about yourself."

I giggled and sighed. "My name is Stephanie. Stephanie Max. I am from Cincinnati, Ohio and moved here to New York City to attend NYU. I'm 19."

Harry took a sip of his coffee and narrowed his gorgeous eyes at me. "What are you studying to be?"

I ran a hand through my wavy blonde hair. "I'm majoring in Theatre & Drama/ Vocal Music. Aspiring Broadway Performer. I'm also a dancer."

Harry smiled cheekily. "Ooh. Triple threat."

I laughed. "You could say so."

We talked for what seemed like forever. I checked my phone to see the time. 11:45.

I stood up and grabbed my things. "It was nice meeting you, Harry. But my train is about to leave me."

He frowned. "Are you going alone on a train at this late hour?"

I nodded. "Bye!" I waved and hustled out the door.

I followed the sign pointing to Train 163 @ 11:50. As I was about to go through security, I heard someone yell, "Stephanie! Wait!" It was Harry.

"What is it Har-"

His lips crashed onto mine. I was much shorter than him, so I had to get on my tiptoes to kiss him back. It was full of passion. I couldn't believe I was kissing THE Harry Styles. My friends would die.

Harry pulled away and licked his lips. I blushed and tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. "I couldn't let you go without a kiss.. And I can't let you ride a New York City train at night alone either. I'll take you home."