Texting Harry Styles

No freaking way

I look around the airport, trying to spot my mom. I've  just got off the plane at Heathrow airport and I'm jet lagged as fluff. I hear a loud shout from behind and turn
around quickly, instantly  recognising the voice.

My mom engulfs me into a hug and I hug her back awkwardly. She looks exactly the same to the last time I saw her, although it looks like she's lost a little weight.

"Honey! I'm so glad you're here! Come on, let's go to the car! We have somewhere to be!" She grins at me and I raise my eyebrows. I follow her outside to a black sleek car. I get into the backseat. I'm sat next to a girl who looks about my age. She's got platinum blond hair, a few shades lighter than my dirty blond locks. She's extremely pretty and from what I can tell, has extremely long, slender legs.

In the front seat there's another girl, I'm guessing she's the blondes twin because they look exactly the same. Who the heck are these people? My mom starts to drive, it's weird being on the opposite side of the road.

"Allanah, this is Leah and Chantelle. They're your stepsisters." She says.
"Um hi," I greet awkwardly. The one in the front seat, Leah, gives me a wave and a smile while the girl next to me, Chantelle, just completely ignores me and continues texting on her phone.

The rest of the drive is taken up by my mom literally talking about everything you could possibly think of.

The drive lasts for about a half hour, then for some reason we pull up outside a fancy hotel.

"Come on girls! Let's get to our room! The show starts in two hours!" Show, what show? I follow my mom all the way to the top floor, penthouse suite. It's split into three separate rooms, my mom has her own, Chantelle and Leah's, then mine. I get my own room for being the guest of honour, obviously. I still have no idea why we're in a hotel or what show we have to get ready for. My mom tells me to dress fancy. Seriously?

I end up wearing a short white dress (pictures above) and black high tops. This is
probably the fanciest dress I've brought.

I'm ready first. I still don't know what we are doing. Before I have the chance to ask, my mom gathers me and my half-ready stepsisters into the living area.
"Okay girls, because Allanah has just arrived we're going to do something special.

You're probably wondering why we're here. Well me and David have bought you all....tickets to see one direction! And....you'll get to meet the boys back stage before the show starts!" My mouth drops open. Tickets....to see one direction...oh...my...God. Not just any tickets. Backstage flipping passes!

Thankyou mom for marrying a rich guy.

Chantelle and Leah are just as excited as me, I'm not surprised. It's one direction for Pete's sake!

Lana: guess what OMG

Cutie: what? :D

Lana: I'm going to see One direction tonight!

Cutie: wait, what?!

Lana: I'm seeing one direction tonight! In like, an hour!

Cutie: I didn't know you liked one direction ;)

Lana: of course I do! They're so sexy

Cutie: who's ur fave

Lana: Harry ofc, he's so hot.

Cutie: have you ever had sexual fantasies about him?

Lana: OMG NO

Cutie: u sure babe? ;)

Lana: maybe a lil...keep it a secret?

Cutie: course, so what happened in these fantasies?

Lana: STOP

Cutie: babe I g2g,

Lana: aw, where you goin???

Cutie: I have to be somewhere, but we'll see each other soon ;)

^^^^^^
[a/n this may not be exactly how it works lol but let's just roll with it]

We take a taxi to the 02 arena. Hundreds of fans are gathered around the backstage entrance, where we will be going before the show. We join the massive line and I begin to tap my foot nervously.

I'm not very good with crowds, and I'm hoping to god I don't have an anxiety attack. I pull my inhaler out of my black purse and breathe in. My mom puts her hand around my shoulders.

"You okay sweetie?" She asks, smiling. I make a small nod and move forward with the line. The first people have started to go in and we're getting closer and closer to the door, which is guarded by six bouncers. When we get to the door my mom shows them her ID and our backstage passes before we're ushered in.

The room is quite big and filled with screaming fans, mostly girls. Some of them are crying hysterically and there's one girl in the corner who looks like she's going to faint. Chantelle adjusts her tight silver mini dress and pushes  in front, making sure she's first in line.

We are almost at the front of the line when I spot them. Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn [a/n lol yeah zayn still here fam] and Harry. The sex God himself. They're talking to a bunch of small girls, who look about ten. They're smiling and taking pictures.

I zone out for a moment, staring at the ground, trying not to panic, when someone kicks my shin.
"Ow!" I yelp, glaring at Chantelle. She smirks and rolls her eyes.
"Come on, we're next."

Shizzle, shizzle, shizzle.

I edge forward slowly, my hands nervously playing with the hem of my dress. Chantelle practically runs towards the boys, making her voice all high pitched and squeaky when she talks.
Leah walks towards them next, smiling widely. My mom pats me on the back.
"Go on, I know you love them honey." I smile at my mom, give her a quick hug, then walk up to my idols. Just saying, they're even better looking up close.

I feel a lot more confident now, but not for long because I seem to trip over one of my laces and slam right into Harry styles.

Great.

I feel two large hands steady my waist and I look up my face going bright red. Harry gives me a small smirk, then his eyes go wide and his mouth drops open.

"Lana banana," He whispers.

I gulp. This is not happening. This is not happening. I can not have been talking to Harry styles. Could I? I open my mouth to speak but I'm cut off by a security guard shoving me off of Harry. Ouch.

"Hey, hey! Leave her alone Tom, she's okay." Harry says, pulling me back to him. Tom (the bodyguard) raises his eyebrows but nods and backs away. I'm still in shock.
"You look fucking-" Harry starts but I interrupt.

"That's a naughty word Harry,"

Harry blushes and gulps and then one of the members of staff shouts that the meet and greet is over and we need to go take our seats for the show. And I didn't even get a picture.

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