A winning SUMMER HOLIDAY. (One D FanFic)

Chapter Nine.... The queue.

The crowd erupted in screams; they ran toward the doors entrance as he pushed his way through.  Girls clawing at each other just to get closer to him. I stared in amazing at how a group of girls can become almost zombie like as they pushed and shoved just to touch this young man. It was like a was some sort of hero or god that had created a cure for cancer but no… he was just a talented singer with good looks and charm.

He was wearing a rolled up checkered shirt with skinny black ripped jeans and black vans and a black beanie hat. He looked hot. His face looked shocked and scared yet overwhelmed with happiness. He smiled for a few pictures until the crowd got too much and he was pulled away into the hotel.

He walked in and started to laugh with the body guard, Harry slapped him playfully as they walked into the hotel and towards the reception desk. NEAR ME AND FRANKIE.  I turned Frankie whose lips were smiling like the Cheshire cat. She turned towards me and gave me a wink and then a small giggle. Her beautiful brown eyes were gleaming in the hall light and her dimple on her right cheek was on display because of her huge grin. I could see she was nervous by the way she kept checking her clothes, she was wearing denim skinny jeans which she rolled up a little with her black vans and a green and purple patterned top with her leather jacket covering her arms. She looked at her clothes then smiled at me; she turned to look at him and turned back to me. We both had a huge wild grin on our faces.

I turned back round towards the receptionist desk and stepped forward. I took my phone out of my pocket and sent quick text to Frankie. I really didn’t want harry hearing us talk about him.

‘Holy cow on toast with chocolate sprinkles he’s hot.’ I sent the text and looked at Frankie who pulled her phone out, she smiled wider then before and she started typing.

‘uidgkjdbfs HE IS A SEX GOD… I’m going crazy over here. What do we say? Holy cow help….’ She turned to me and made a worried face and then she took a quick glance behind her. She shot her head straight back and smiled. He’d seen her looking.

‘MANNNNNNNN say something, what? What do we do? Holy mother F….U…C…K. should I tell the others or do you think they’ll rape him?”  I smiled at my own comment, knowing Ruby she would jump on him, and Michael would get jealous, James would probably ask millions of questions and Robin and Charlotte would scream in his face… so I’m guessing that’s a no to telling them. My phone vibrated telling me I had a text. I swiped my finger over the lock button and looked at the message.

‘HELL NO… He won’t get out alive.’  With that I started to crack up… we knew them too well.

"What do we do then, we can't just stand here and protend we don't know him?" 

"Well talk to him then... im too scared." 

"You scared to talk to a guy never...." 

"Shut up, hes fucking famous though thats so different..." 

"just do it you big babby." 

"Why dont you."

"coz im a big babby." i couldn't help but smile at my comment and by the looks of it nor could Frankie she giggled her cute giggle her dimple showing and her beautiful teeth on show.

Suddenly I saw Frankie turn on her hells and look straight at Harry. She smiled and him and held out her hand. “Hi, sorry kind of a fan, wanted to say HI.” She smiled at him and he smiled back, both of them showing there dimples, Harrys obviously more dominant  then Frankies one.