I promise.

Meeting him.

Laneys POV

Paparazzi. So many flashing lights. I'm just 18 I won The Voice this year.

"Laney, babe. Smile for me!" One of the paparazzi men yells at me.

"No! I won't please stop!" I yell. I didn't want to be rude and have them make rumors about me. I kept walking , they kept snapping. DEAR LORD, WHEN IS THIS GOING TO END?!?!

Then. I heard the most familiar voices.

HARRY'S POV

Is that Laney Miller? That won The Voice?

"Hey Guys, is that Laney Miller?"

They all say "Wow! It is!"

"What's she doing out here this late?" Niall questioned.

"I don't know. But let's go help her!" Liam shouted like he was Batman or maybe even Woody from Toy Story.

We all casually walked over to her and A HUGE MOB OF PAPARAZZI!!!

I grabbed her shoulders she looked startled and scared. "I think the nice girl asked you politely to STOP,"

"Harry?" She looked nervous. Why?

Liam shouted at the camera men for like 10 minutes. Next thing I knew they were gone.

"You okay?" I asked her.

"Yeah I'm fine. Just cold."

She looked cold. She was wearing a royal blue tube top, white jean shorts, and her hair was a blondish brown color. And curly. She was BEAUTIFUL.

Since she was cold I handed her my coat.

"Here you go love. "

She looked at me. We stared at each other. Then her phone rang. Her ringtone was my favorite song. Radioactive by the Imagine Dragons.

"This is my boss. He told me to come home."

"You live with your boss?"

She laughed. Even her laugh is cute.

"No. He just makes me have a curfew. I'm never usually out this late, but the paparazzi"

She handed me a piece of paper with her number on it. SCORE! We all exchanged goodbyes and she left.

"Wow she is really pretty!" Liam exclaimed.

Liam. Payne.

Watch. Your. Back.