Dreamworld

He pushed me against the wall, there was nothing more magical than the feeling if his lips and hands everyone. My hands tangled in those dark locks of his and his hands in my long and wavy brown hair. The kisses were passionate and deep as he started to kiss my neck he removed my shirt. As my shirt came off so did his, he picked me up and my legs immediately found there place on his waist.

"Have I ever told you that your beautiful?" He told me as we pulled away breathing rapidly.

"I think you've mentioned a couple of times." I responded.

"I think I'm finally ready babe." "What?! Really?!" He took a minute to process it before he carried me to my room.

"Are you sure?" "I've never been surer in any moment than I am now." As we started to kiss again his hand reached into his pocket and..

RINNNNGGGG! Ugh I hated having these dreams. I know it's natural for people to have them but I don't like having them every night and day. Why did I have to have this huge obsession with One Direction and Harry Styles was the main one. He always gave me major feels. The only thing is I wasn't an obsessed fan I didn't know everything about them, I knew certain things.

As I went to the bathroom I noticed slob stains on my face, gosh I was dreaming really hard. I guess when your dreamworld is better than actual life shit like this happens. Today was the day when we find out who got to take the senior class trip to Barcelona. It's the only reason all of got good grades this year instead of slacking off like normal seniors.

I wore my favorite maroon low cut Hollister top, Hollister jeans and my black and white low cut Vans. I curled my long brown wavy hair that reached the middle of my back it so it seems wavy. I then put mascara and eye liner on to make my my dark brown eyes pop and then a coat of lip gloss on my lips.

"Bye mom!" I said as I dashed down the stairs and made my way to the front door.

"Honey you need to come eat something." She yelled just as I reached the door.

"I'll grab something from McDonald's." I reply while closing the door giving her no time to stop me.

I as I drove up to my friend Kaycee's house to pick her and my other friend Taylor up I saw the excited looks that lit up their faces. As I pulled to a stop in front of her house they hopped in the car.

"GUESS WHAT?! GUESS?!" Kaycee yelled at me.

"Um you got a follow from Niall on twitter?" I ask hoping to get it right.

"NO THE BOYS WILL BE IN BARCELONA WHEN WE'LL BE THERE! WHAT IF WE RUN INTO THEM!" Kaycee yelled again.

"You needa calm down." Taylor tells Kaycee.

"I second that."

"How can you guys even be normal knowing that we could be in the grasp of the boys." Kaycee said in her normal voice.

"Well, seeing as there will be a one in a million chance of seeing the boys in Barcelona and who's knows we might not even be going if-" I tried to explain.

"Oh stop trying to rational we all know that we're all going, especially since we worked our asses of!" She argued back to me.

"Yeah Jazmin, Kaycee has a point if anything your definitely going on this trip."

As we pulled up to the Foster Creek high school, our residential hell on earth, we saw all of the senior class waiting for the announcement.

"Good we didn't miss it!" My other friend Jasmine said as see walked up to Kaycee, taylor, and I.

"Shh! She's coming with the names!" Called out some random senior.

"Hello senior class, I know your all dying to know who got chosen for the class trip to Barcelona. But before I post the list I have a special person to call up here. Jazmin Styles, please come up here." Our principal announced. "Go Jazmin!" Kaycee, Taylor, and Jasmine said as I was pushed towards the stage. "Now that your up here I can keep going. With your outstanding grades, perfect attendance, and volunteer hours we decided to reward you. Apparently One Direction will be in Barcelona and we got you four VIP backstage passes and front row concert tickets to see them!"

"OH MY GOODNESS YOU DIDN'T?!" I exclaimed. "Well we did. Here are the tickets and if you didn't notice already, you are going to Barcelona!"

The principal and I then walk off the stage and she posts the list. I rushed back to my friends and they were all saying "We call dibs on the other three tickets!" "Guys chill! We all know that I'm taking you guys! Oh and I saw the list as we walked off the stage, you hoes are going to Barcelona with me!" This was going to be the best trip ever!