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Part 2

"Maggie wake the f up we have to go!!!" Lily screamed in my ear.
I shot up out of the bed and ran to get ready. Our outfits were classy yet casual. Lily was wearing a beige chunky knit sweater with an off white scarf and I was wearing a black sweater and some acid wash ripped jeans. As we were cautiously doing our makeup Lily's phone rang and she got her mascara all over her forehead.
"Shit! Got damn it... Hello?" She answered the phone and I giggled.
"Yeah ok I got it bye."
"Who was that?" I asked
"My mom, she's waiting outside." 
We put our hats and coats on and ran anxiously outside.
"Hi girls, are you excited or what?!"
"Yeah we're super excited!" Lily screamed.
"Maggie are you excited to meet your future husband?" Lily's mom said in a cheesy voice as if she was talking to a four year old.
"Haha yeah I'm so excited."
"Allllright girls here we are, call me when you're done!"
"Alright thanks Mrs. Rizzoli." I said happily.
Lily and I rounded the corner to see millions of screaming girls held back by a silver gate.
" I thought this was a secret meetup." Lily said.
"Well I guess people can't keep secrets." I said.
We got in line an were constantly getting stepped on and yelled at, it felt like we were at some heavy metal concert.
"Maggie I'll stay here, you go to the front and we'll meet up. Call me." Lily screamed over the loudness.
I nodded as I tried to push my way through the crowd, being 4'9 didn't help the situation at all.
"Hey! How old are you?" This girl screamed at me.
"I'm 18." I yelled back.
"You look like you're 30." She yelled and giggled with her friends.
I've dealt with those comments before it didn't really mean anything. As I kept on pushing through the crowd of screaming girls and courageous boys I began to feel dizzy. Seconds later I collapsed to the ground as people proceeded to step on me.
"Ow!" I screamed.
I heard even louder screaming and realized that one of the boys was making his way through. I was to dizzy to get up, colors were spinning everywhere and my head was buzzing.
"Help!" I screamed again.
I tried to get my phone to try and call Lily when a soft hand grabbed mine and pulled me up. I looked at the young mans face... Oh my god...Harry Styles.
"Follow me." He said as he pulled me through the screaming crowd.
He took me through back alleys and streets and then a black suburban pulled up.
"Go on." He said motioning to the inside of the warm car. In a daze, I nodded and got in. He sat next to me and wrapped his arms around me.
"Everything is going to be okay." He said in his deep raspy British voice.
"Okay." I repeated back.