It's just one of those Saturdays - you do nothing special, basically just what you do on every weekend, but still you are having a great time simply enjoying the weather and the company of your friends. Although summer did start a few days ago, so this might turn out to happen more than just on Saturdays, which I'm really happy and excited about.
„I can't believe we are getting Starbucks after working our bums off for two hours in the gym", Tatum, one of my best friends, says and grabs her Chai Frappucino.
I giggle. „We deserve it."
„I deserve it just for being able to say no to that Double Chocolate Muffin", my other best friend Lindy adds as she walks up to us. We laugh because Lindy really can eat more than you would think is possible for such a tiny girl.
„Tall White Mocha Frappucino for Alena?", the barista calls out and raise my hand and give him a smile. „There you go!"
„Thank you..." I turn around and look at the cup „Alena?"
Tatum raises an eyebrow. „Well if that's the worst that they could do with your name... the stuff they put on mine sometimes... It's not even an uncommon name!"
„Oh come on, you're the only girl I know called Tatum!" Lindy says.
It's always funny to listen to Tatum and Lindy argue, because they're like polar opposites. Tatum is very sweet indeed, but she doesn't always show it. She overthinks and critizes too much and says things she sometimes shouldn't say. She is also very sarcastic and well, mean. It's irritating when you first meet her, but since I have known her since freshman year of high school, I got used to it. Lindy on the other hand is cute and bubbly and full of energy. I do wonder how they can possibly manage to be best friends, being so different, but somehow, they do. Honestly, I guess me being there does help because I'm a mix between the two. I am bubbly and open, but more quiet than Lindy and I am critical in a lot of aspects, but definitely not as much as Tatum.
After Lindy gets her frappucino - vanilla - we head out the door and start walking towards the main street to hit the stores. I don't really need anything, but looking around for good deals is always fun. Tatum needs some new running shoes and new jeans because hers got too big and Lindy keeps talking about a supercute jacket from Zara the she wants to get. So we just casually walk down the street, talk about our plans for the summer and share our thoughts and feelings on pretty much everything.
We just turn into the main street when we hear some screaming. There is a crowd huddled around the entrance of Topshop and the way they are moving their heads to snatch a look at whatever, makes it clear that something exciting is going on. Tatum raises an eyebrow and Lindy and I exchange confused looks.
„Probably someone famous", Tatum says, stating the obvious.
Although I really don't want to bother any celebrity on a shopping trip, I do have to admit that I'm curious who it might be. I can tell Lindy and Tatum are too because we start moving faster the closer we get to the crowd.
„What in the world is going on here?" Tatum wonders as we reach the other people and try to catch a glimpse of whatever it is they're staring at.
„OHMYGOOSHOHMYGODICANTBREATHE" a girl besides me screams. I look at her, she's about 12. Most of the girls are actually around that age, some younger, some older. But it is mainly girls.
„It's probably Justin Bieber", Tatum says, sounding really unimpressed.
„That would be cool though!" Lindy has to scream over the noise the crowd is making. She's standing on her tiptoes, her being really small. Tatum and I are both tall so we don't have any problem looking over the crowd.
„Not worth listening to this nonsense" Tatum gives the girl that is standing beside her a nasty look because she is screaming in the highest pitch imaginable.
„Oh come on, let's wait and see who or what it is!"
„ONE DIRECTIIIONNN!" some people scream.
„Wait, what?" Tatum looks at Lindy and me. „It's One Direction?"
„Apparantely!" Lindy and I have been getting into their music a lot lately. Although we are not the biggest fans, we do both have their album at home and have watched some videos on Youtube. Tatum however doesn't really care about them. She doesn't dislike them either, though.
„That's so cool!" Lindy starts jumping around and clapping her hands. „How cool would it be if we got to see them!"
„That would be really awesome!" I admit. Tatum shrugs her shoulders.
„It's not like they're going to notice us or anything. Actually, we are probably annoying them to death."
I guess she does have a point. Having screaming fans follow you everywhere does seem like a really bothering thing.
„I really just wanna shop", Tatum adds.
„AAAAHHH IT'S HARRY OHMYGOSH" the crowd starts screeching even louder and I actually have to hold my fingers over my ears.
Tatum gives me a desperate look. „GET ME OUT OF HERE" she mouths because there is no way I could have heard her over the noise. She looks really uncomfortable and even a little horrified. And although I would love to see Harry Styles in person, I nod and start moving backwards, out of the crowd, Tatum and Lindy tightly behind me.
I'm heading towards the door, because we do want to go shopping after all, but there is no way possible to get through, so I decide to just move away from Topshop and wait somewhere near until the crowd would clear.
„This is insanity!" Tatum sighs as we stop a few meters away from the craziness that seems to get bigger and bigger.
„Do you guys think they're really in there?" Lindy wonders. Her cheeks are red and she smiles like a little girl.
„I don't know..." I would like to find out, though, so as Tatum drinks some water and goes off about how annoying little fangirls are, I keep looking towards Topshop. Nothing seems to change at first, except for more and more people to huddle around, but then the screams double and I see someone moving. I stand on my toes to see more, but all I notice is some big guys walking through the crowd towards a car that is parked on the street.
„HAAARRRY!!!!" the crowd screeches.
Without me even realizing it, I move some steps forward, still hoping to catcg a glimpse of the cuteness that is Harry Styles, but then the car door opens and the big dudes vanish. The girls are still going crazy, even as the car starts driving. Some of them follow the car but most of them just stand there and look after it.
„Yeah you better run you little crazy cunts!" Tatum yells as some 12 year olds run after the car, still screaming.
„Tatum!" Lindy calls out, but I can't help but laugh. She shrugs her shoulders. „What? Now we can finally go in! I swear if those bitches bought out all the jeans I am going to flip!"
Lindy just sighs heavily and I grin as we move back towards Topshop. The crowd is clearing up and we can finally reach the door. The inside is actually sort of empty, which is surprising. I expected there to be a bunch of people, on the hunt for Harry. But I assume that the security guards and the Topshop workers told them to move so he could get through. Which makes me wonder if I would have just moved out of the way for some celebrity.
Tatum and Lindy pick up some shirts and start discussing, so I just wander off a little bit to look at some things. That's when I remember that one of my friends, James, has his birthday coming up. Maybe I should get him something here. He did mention that he loves Topshop before.
„Hey!" I call out towards my friends. „I'm going to the men's section real quick!"
They nod and I head towards the other side of the store. I pick up some clothes there and then, but I'm not really paying attention, since I don't really need anything. In the men's section I start looking at shirts. I don't really know what James wears but he's a really laid-back guy, so I feel like he'd wear any kind of plaid shirt.
Looking at the pricetag of a shirt, I start turning around when someone bumps into me and makes me drop my purse and lose my balance. I stumble and fall forward - considering I'm really clumsy because I don't really know what to do with my too long legs - and I'm already preparing myself to hit the floor when I feel strong arms around my waist holding me.
„Oh my... I am so so sorry!" I hear someone say.
I regain my balance and turn around to see who almost knocked me over and to tell him that it's okay.
The first thing I notice is stunningly blue eyes. They literally sparkle down at me. I don't think I have ever soon such eyes before, so radiant and beautiful.
Then my focus moves away from only the eyes and I realize who it is that I'm looking at and I almost gasp for air.
Harry wasn't the only one in here, apparantely.
I don't know how to react... I can't say anything, I'm too stunned by those eyes. And by the fact that I'm standing in front of Louis Tomlinson, who is looking at me really concerned.
„Are you alright?", he asks.
Somehow, I manage to nod and laugh.
„Good... I'm really sorry!" he repeats.
I hear someone say: „It's alright, it happens. At least you caught me before I could fall!" Then I realize that it's me.
Louis smiles. „Well, that's good! I really didn't want you to hurt yourself because I'm uncareful."
I'm still hypnoticed by those eyes. I always thought that Tatum's eyes were crazily blue - and they still are - but they are nothing compared to his. They make me feel all dizzy inside. Which he seems to notice.
„Are you sure you're okay? You look dizzy."
I shake my head quickly. „Oh it's nothing, I'm just... I get dizzy easily..." What in the world am I saying? I don't even make sense.
„Really?" Louis stops smiling for a second. „That's not good! Maybe you should go to the docter about it!"
I shrug my shoulders. „Maybe. But it'll be alright!" I must look like a mess, considering he is still looking rather concerned.
„I'm Louis, by the way!" He holds out his hand and then some miracle happens and I manage to not start screaming and going all crazy fangirl over him.
„Hi! I'm Eleanor, nice to meet you!"
„Nice to meet you too, Eleanor!" The way he says my name... Oh dear Lord help me. „Although I do wish I would have made a better first impression on such a pretty girl!" He winks at me and I laugh.
„Your first impression was just fine!" I assure him.
We just stand there looking at each other for a moment. It should be awkward, but it isn't. I study his handsome face and his hair, and I study his outfit a little bit. He looks just like in the magazines and in the videos, but better. And he smells good.
Louis starts scratching his head. „So, Eleanor, I hate to say this but I really need to go! My manager just called and said a car is waiting outside and I need to get going as fast as possible so... I'm really sorry and this is totally rude but..."
„Oh nonono!" I interrupt him. „It's totally fine!" It is. Like, I'm not even mad or sad that he has to leave. Maybe it's because I still can't realize that I just talked to Louis Tomlinson.
„Again, sorry!" He touches my shoulder and smiles at me.
„Stop apologizing, it's alright!" I laugh. „It was nice meeting you, Louis Tomlinson."
He leans his head slightly to the side. „You know me?"
Crap. Now he'll just think I'm a crazy fan just like everybody else. But I don't even get the chance to say anything because reaches for my hand and squeezes it.
„Thanks for not screaming in my face, Eleanor!" Again, he smiles. It's a bright, honest smile and it makes his eyes sparkle even more.
„N... no problem" is all I manage to answer to that. Doesn't he need to get going?
„Well, Eleanor, take care and have a nice day!" He starts moving but then he stops and looks at me. I'm sort of paralyzed and don't know what to do so I just stand there and smile, probably very awkwardly.
„Eh, Eleanor, you don't happen to have a cellular device, do you?" He grins.
„Actually, I do!" The miracle is happening again and I'm not acting like a complete idiot.
„May I have your number?" He actually sounds kind of shy when he is asking this. Still smiling, he grabs his phone and holds it up.
„Yes you may", I answer and start telling him my number but I have to concentrate really hard to not mess up the digits.
„Awesome!" Louis says when I finish. „Talk to you later, then?"
I nod, gazing into his amazing again. He winks at me again, turns around and rushes away, leaving me there paralyzed, smiling like a total moron.
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AN
listen up people; I know this isn't how Eleanor and Louis really met, but yanno, it's a FANFICTION. I hope you guys like it and leave some feedback while you're at it! :) Xx
