Carried By The Wind (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 3

I'm not going to give much of an intro this time

So this is chapter 3

I hope you enjoy it :)

xx

Miri :**

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He only saw me coming when I was right in front of him.

I didn’t care how absolutely ridicules I felt. I was doing this for my sister. And for myself. And for the moment I was going to tell my children. Because I would never forget this moment in my entire life.

I looked up to him, despite our huge difference in size, and said:

“Hello. I really don’t want to annoy you or anything but my little sister is a huge fan of One Direction and she would kill me if I didn’t get an autograph for her.”

Ok, that was only half true considering that I myself was a huge fan.

He looked down at me and started to grin.

“Sure love. Do you have a pen?” His voice was deep and that british accent was so incredibly hot. I had to keep from my legs collapsing right there.

I was not able to speak when I gave him my notebook and a pen.

“So, what’s your sister’s name?”

“Ermm… It’s Rynn. R Y N N.” I spelled out for him.

“And what is your name?” He gave me a flirty smile.

This was not happening right now! Harry Styles was smiling at me!!! AHHHHHHH! I tried to remember my name which was rather hard with Harry staring at me.

“My name is M...Mae.” I stuttered. He chuckled at my response. Was I making such a fool out of myself? “Spelled with an E.”

He wrote my name down and held it up so I could see it. I nodded to tell him he had spelled it correctly. He was giving me a personalized autograph too. A lot of people had problems with spelling my name since pronounced it sounds just like “May”.

“So Mae, are you sure only your sister is a fan?” he asked me, still smiling.

He really needed to stop smiling. It was totally freaking me and my brain out.

Think Mae, think! What do his words mean?

I didn’t want him to think I was a crazy stalkerish kind of fan.

“Well yeah, your music is great and all but…” I tried to say but I didn’t really know how to get out of this.

“I get it” he said “You don’t want me to think you are some weird fangirl.”

“Yeah, that’s about right.” I replied shyly.

I couldn’t believe I was having an actual conversation with Harry Styles.

“Hello! Excuse me but we are waiting in line!” an old woman behind me who sounded very annoyed said to Harry.

He moved to the counter not without apologizing to the old lady who just said “These rude teenagers…”

“Hey, what can I get you today?” a young man asked Harry.

“Hello, yes I would like to have a grande sized Caramel Macchiato and whatever she is having, please” he pointed to me and I had to watch my legs again. They were dangerously shaky. I could not believe he was buying me a drink.

Trying to look like it was the most common thing on earth for Harry Styles to buy you a drink I asked for a Caramel Frappuccino.

After our drinks had arrived Harry turned to me.

“Listen, I need to get going now and meet the other boys at the hotel but you are really awesome so would you mind giving me your number and I’ll call you.” He said with that amazing smile on his face.

Someone please hold me! Did he just ask me for my number? This is turning out to be the best day of my life.

Thank you mom for forcing me to get some fresh air. And thank you Rynn for taking these non-stop ballet lessons.

Ok Mae, stay cool. This is just a normal day and this is just a normal guy. A totally hot, flirty, rich and famous guy.

“Erm… yeah sure.” I replied a little nervously.

I took out my pen, wrote my number into my notebook and ripped the page out to give it to Harry.

“Have a good day Mae. Hey, that rhymed!”

Did I forget to mention funny?

“Yeah, bye!”

He turned around laughing and left towards the exit of the airport.

I stood there where he left me with my Caramel Frappuccino and sipped it unable to do anything else.

It felt like an hour before I could feel my legs again.

A loud ring tone woke me up and I realized I had forgotten about my suitcase completely.

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Finally back in my car and with my luggage!

Did this really just happen?

To be sure this wasn’t all a dream I pinched my arm only to find myself regretting it moments after because it did indeed hurt very much.

I drove out of my parking space and onto the freeway back home.

As soon as I walked through the door my mom came rushing towards me.

“Where have you been Mae? You said it wouldn’t be long?”

“Yes, I am sorry mom but I got held up. And they took really long to find my suitcase.”

“Well ok. Please go into your room and unpack it. You can give the dirty clothes to me for washing.” My mom was too kind. And worried too much.

I picked up my suitcase and lifted it up the stairs into my room. I found my trashcan empty in the middle of my room. My mom must have brought it out. After I had come home from Paris I took every single picture I had of Rodger and threw it into the trash. My walls looked very empty without all of the pictures.

When I heard my little sister laughing in our backyard I rushed downstairs with my purse in my hand.

“Rynn, I have to give you something!”

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