It was a tiring day but I didn't really care.
I laid down on my bed, not bothering if the quilt is still up. I pulled out my phone from my front Jean pocket and the letter from Harry.
I typed in his number on my phone and texted him.
"Hey it's me (Y/N)." I texted.
Minutes later, my phone rang.
My heart started to beat really fast and hard. Should I answer it or not? But then it felt like my hand has its own brain. It immediately tapped "answer."
"Hey (Y/N)!" I heard Harry said with a hint of excitement in his voice.
"Um... hey." I greeted nervously.
"So what time are you coming tomorrow?" He asked me.
"Tomorrow?" I asked dumbly.
"The concert." He answered giggling in the end.
"Oh yeah... umm... not sure." I answered.
"Can you come before the concert starts?" He asked me again.
"Uh... why?"
"Because I want some inspiration."
His answer made me smile. I inspire him.
"Um... sure." I answered still smiling like an idiot.
"Well alright. Take a rest my love." I can hear him smiling.
"I will." I said. "You too."
I ended the call after a long pause and placed my phone on my nightstand, turning off the lamp, ready to sleep.
The next day, a phone call woke me up.
I answered the call not bothering to look at the caller's ID.
"Good morning, my love!" It was Harry.
My eyes widened and I sat up.
"Ummm...." I started. "Hello?"
"How was your sleep?" He asked me.
"It was good not until you woke me up." I answered smiling a bit.
"Oh shoot. I'm sorry babe." He apologized. "Do you want to sleep again?"
"No it's fine." I said.
We talked while eating breakfast but ended after.
I couldn't keep my excitement when I was sitting inside the car.
We finally are going to One Direction's concert and luckily my bestfriend and I will meet the boys again.
When we arrived at the stadium, we walked straight to the backstage. We showed the guards our backstage passes and, of course, they let us in. Another guard lead us to One Direction's dressing room and when he opened the door, we were greeted my a tall brunette man. Paul.
"Good afternoon girls." Paul greeted.
"(Y/N!)" I heard Harry shouted across the room.
He ran towards me with his arms opened. He then hugged me tightly enough for me to breathe.
"How are you?" He asked still hugging me.
"I'm good." I answered. "How about you?"
"I'm good too especially now that you're here." He answered too.
"10 minutes boys!" Paul announced.
"Good luck for the show tonight." I said smiling.
"Thanks." Harry smiled back showing his dimples.
We didn't say anything after. We just sat down on a couch and chatted with the other boys and staff.
Then the time came.
"Alright boys! It's show time!" Paul announced.
The boys all stood up and grab their microphones.
"Good luck." I said with a smile.
"Thanks (Y/N)." Harry smiled back.
He then kissed me on the cheek making me blush.
"You're so cute." He giggled then walked out of the room.
I stood there frozen, not knowing what to do next.
Did Harry Styles just kissed me?
Author's note:
Thanks for reading this chapt.and I hope you liked it! I'm not sure if I could make the next chapter right away(next week) because I might be busy. Bye! x
Credits to Kathleen Yamazaki for helping me in some parts of this "story".xx
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