It all started with a pair of TOMS

Ch 2. An accidental detour

( Cheryl pov )
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Oh shit!! I'm running late!!!! The concert starts in like.... Half an hour??? This is bad.. Very bad! I'm sitting in a cab, texting Evanna furiously. She is so chilled out by this !!! I can't even imagine it.
I stop checking my phone every thirty seconds for her message but.......... Long story short , she just wasn't getting her lazy ass up long enough to sort out my crisis.

I want to yell at the driver to go fast but I just asked/begged him to go faster.

After 30 minutes of whining, I finally reached the concert hall.
I jumped out of the cab paying him and grabbing my stuff simultaneously . My dream destination was just a couple of steps away when a burly guard stepped ahead and stopped me I banged into him . All my stuff fell and I almost dropped my laptop.

I glared at him and said " excuse me, but you are blocking my way" .
" your pass please ". Was all he said
" sure " I said with sass

Reaching into bag I searched for the pass. Well here is the fact: I couldn't find!!!!
I was seconds from breaking down or having a panic attack. I backtracked looking for the ticket. I knew I was clumsy but to this extent... Seriously??
My luck officially sucks!!
I soon felt tears welling up. I tried not to cry but really ?? This day is seriously spiralling down from the best day of my life to the worst day of my life.
Dejected I sat by the edge of the building. Playing with the hem of my top , I tried not to cry.

I felt a tap on my shoulder .
I looked up.... Through my blurred vision my overactive mind projected an image of THE NIALL HORAN. I mumbled a " go away"
He smiled a little
Gosh looks like my mind really captures the band member faces in high definition or something because I almost believed it was the real, live Niall Horan.
" uh , I think these belong to you" his low voice said
" shut up brain" I muttered
" um what?" He asked
This time I wiped the tears and peered up at him
Then realisation hit me like a rock and I screamed! He literally was NIALL HORAN
I Mentally face palmed and fake smiled at him. All in all he seemed amused and completely, utterly unfazed by my outburst.
My shame killed me then and there , metaphorically of course