As Close As Strangers

Harry... Styles?!

Rebeka's POV

I feel like I have this burning, ready to explode firework in my chest that keeps making it's way to my mouth. As Grace and I turn left to the backstage entrance, I can't help but notice a door that reads 'One Direction'. Oh my god!! Oh here it comes, another firework!!

Grace's POV

Another squeal escapes Becky's lips and I can't help but join her. We must look like idiots screaming down a path but I guess it's pretty normal in this fandom. A chill breeze chases past us soon before freezing rain hits our face. We quickly pad over to a little step in front of a black door with a little shelter on the top. It's not big but it's big enough to cover us. Another big gush of winds follows and knocks me over. Literally. My feet get caught up on the top step as I quickly tumble onto my stomach, opening the black, obviously unlocked door. My phone flys a few metres and I can tell it cracked. My hair on the other end has tangled up around my arm and as I look up, my arm pulls my head backdown.

I hear a chuckle and soon after
'are you ok?'
A thick, English accent fills my ears, a very familiar one but I'm still very confused. I untangle my hair and tuck it behind my ear before looking up. Bright emerald eyes immediately meet mine and I am lost for words. This man shakes his head and pushes his brown hair to the side, a wide smile on his face. It's... It's Harry. Harry, fucking Styles! His smile suddenly fades into an astonished look, like he just saw a ghost and him too is suddenly lost for words. God knows what for.

Harry stutters to find the right words, 'ah here let me help you.' He finally says and reaches his hand out in front of me. I quickly grab his hand as he helps me up. His hands are so soft. Soft but quite rough, just like I had imagined!
'What's your name?' Harry says.
'Grace, my names Grace and it's so nice to meet you I love you so much Harry!' The words tumble out of my mouth without a filter. Harry chuckles. 'Nice to meet you too.'

My head feels so dizzy, I'm pretty sure I'm going to faint until Paul, their tour manager calls out Harry.
'Ah I better go, well you better go, you know so Paul doesn't call security.' Harry worryingly says.
'I'll see you at meet and greet!' He continues as I turn around to find Becky lying on the floor like she's dead. I don't blame her I mean she just saw Harry Styles and fainted immediately! I drag her out and into the line of screaming girls before she wakes up and yells 'Harry!'
I scream at her sudden awaking followed by hysterical laughter from both if us. 'Where are we?' She continues. 'Didn't we just meet Harry?!'
'Yea' I chirp back.
'Why the beep do I always have to pass out when the good stuff happens' she sulks.
The rain has stopped and the bright sun is back burning my face. We pass security guards at the entrance of backstage that asks for our identity cards.
'You're Grace?' One with a crusty beard and a bear gut the size of Jupiter snootily questions.
'And you're Rebeka...' Remarks the other one.
'Yep! We are 17 too!' Chimes Becky.
The snobby one glares at my best friend and she darts her eyes immediately to the floor.
The guard taps his ear piece and nods to himself before turning to us and signals us to go in. My feet jump straight into the doorway, making sure I don't fall over again and Becky reaches for my hand and squeezes it.

I'm so glad I wore flats tonight because this soft fabric on the floor would make my heels sink right in. It's a bit humid down here as I can already feel moisture on my forehead. On the wall there hangs self portraits of all 5 boys, although Zayn's has a Red Cross through it. 'How rude' I whisper to Becky and she giggles, then gasps as we turn the corner. There, standing on a white bit of fabric is Harry, Niall, Liam and Louis. Louis notices us first and is first to say
'Hello ladies!' Harry shoots his head towards us before looking down at his feet as he catches me starring at him. He looks up again as I approach and stand in between him and Niall. He looks down at me, nudges me on the shoulder and says 'Grace, right?' His eyes are burning holes through mine. I try to speak but my whole body is shaking, including my throat so I answer with a simple nod. He smirks and looks up at the camera as the camera man says 'say cheese!' We repeat what he says before hugging all the boys and heading out to the stadium. I nervously turn my head around and catch Harry still looking my way with a smug look on his face. The girls running towards them catch him and I off guard as he whips his head back around to greet the screaming girls.

'So Harry seems to like you.' Becky nudges me and winks.
'Well I god hope so' I reply with a snort and a laugh.

AN
Hey guys thanks for reading X I hope to get pretty far with this book but I may not update a lot due to school! Keep reading and be active :)