The Process? The Fever? The Infection?

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I was sleeping peacefully, under the covers, snuggled up to all my six pillows when I hear my cell ring. I tried to ignore it but the noise was just draining as hell. It was three bloody AM, I was pissed and sleepy but it was Chelsea who was calling. She started ranting about this new so called British boy band, I just kept saying yes or no or I don't know, since I was just to tired to even speak up. "JUST CHECK THE DAMN VIDEO OUT!" I replied with an uh huh. So up on the laptop screen pops up this beach scenery and all a sudden this guy pops out.

Chelsea screamed really loud out of no where as she heard the faint sounds of the music coming through her end. In my mind I was like ok so theres's the blonde one, the two guys I can't get the names right, the dude with the earring and the curly haired one. Chelsea started yapping and yapping random names and all I could process at the moment was Harry Styles.

We finally said goodbye and I just plopped down onto my bed. I was trying to fall asleep but, that face, that voice, that smile. Oh who am I kidding I cannot be fan girling over some British dude that I just saw a few minutes ago.

Morning came and I just did not want to get out of bed. Heck I wanted to stay home and sleep and read and play video games and possibly, maybe, just a little bit, Google that band again. NO! mentally slapping my brain not to like this boy, this band, I must not be doing this with my life.

"Mae! Breakfast!" mother dearest, oh my dear momma, please help me. I took a quick shower and got new clothes on, rushed down and just tried to get my mind off that song and that band and that boy. "You alright dear?" "Yes mom, I am fine, so fine, wew" who was I kidding I was starting to feel completely empty without having to hear that song. I got up and decided to turn the radio on, no harm in doing so, no harm AT ALL.

"Alright you crazy fan girls out there heres the newest song from the newest boy band What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction!" the dj just had to say that, just had too. I quickly rushed out of the house, kissed mom goodbye and headed to school. Walking down the pavement Chelsea popped out. " Uh, Mae you alright? you seem distracted" my eyes darted forward looking at Chelsea with this dumb founded look, I can't, I must not ask her..."Chels, who was the name of the curly haired  guy again, you know the one in the video that you made me watch?" and she started silently screaming like a little kid in a candy shop. " Oh my gosh! Harry? Harry Styles?" yes I did know his name I just wanted her to say it not to make it too obvious , that I sorta, maybe, no , no I can't. " Oh is that his name?" " Mae you like Harry don't you?" yes, maybe, I don't know, ugh! "Me? no course not, I just got confused with him and the blonde one" oh stupid girl, you are so falling for Harry and you know it. It's not rocket science you just like this British boy with the nice curly brown hair that's all.

School was such a drag, homework here and there and my mind, my mind just couldn't focus at all. Is this what they call the fever? the direction infection? is this it? crap! I knew I was so in for it if I decide to be part of this fandom. I have to be strong and stop thinking about the boys of 1D and Harry and that song that I can't seem to get out of my head. " Mae wanna come over after school later?" I should go with Chels maybe in a way we can stalk, I mean, "ADMIRE" this boy of the century.

"Ok Mae check this song out" music started playing and here comes Harry with that smile, okay so not cool anymore. More than this, really cool song love how they harmonise, awesome lads and obviously just totally paid attention to Harry's solo. Who am I kidding? I have to tell Chelsea, I mean he is just a dude, with a great voice, a great smile, a great heart, a GREAT EVERYTHING.

That's so it, I have given up on hiding and I, Mae Suanders is officially going to join the Directioner family. Maybe I'll join in the morning, or later tonight?


I rushed home, check my Instagram and searched for his name, that beautiful name that brings joy to my face and makes my heart beat really fast. Harry, Harry, Harry. Amazing, great, it is real, it is happening. He has officially made his way into my fat heart.

It was happening all so fast, I mean in a day, impossible, no it wasn't I guess. Its so weird, the first minute I didn't even know his name and the next I'm completely infatuated by him. The British lad from Holmes Chapel.

I knew this will not end well, so help me God.




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