Wonderstruck

Direction Infection?

"What on earth are you wearing?!" Misha bellowed placing her hand on her thin hips.

"Clothes" I smirked

Misha trotted to her closet grabbing a red dress. Tripping, every step she took.

I mean who the heck could walk with 6 inch, Jimmy Choo high heals?

Misha threw it at me with sympathetic look and smiled.

I sighed and yanked off 'My Beatles' shirt and striped down my pants.

"But the converse are staying" I warned sticking out my finger.

"Fine" Misha said simply.




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We didn't live far from the staples center, so we arrived in 1 hour and 20 minutes.

There were girls everywhere and I do mean everywhere.

There were all either wearing "too much make-up" or "too exposed".

"Watch it" A girl snarled. Her face was dry and chalky. Definitely too much make up.

"Oh my god, I didn't know there was a circus in town?! You must be the head clown! Right?! " I hissed.

The girl looked at me teary eyed and backed alway.

Misha stared at me then we both erupted into a for of giggles.

Both of us got front row seats, which was to much.

Girls were shrieking, reaching out and pushing.

I stood there cross and rolled my eyes.

After an eternity of tourture, the concert was over.

Oh shit, I almost forgot. The V.I.P. passes

Misha grabbed my hands, and pulled me alway back-stage.

"OMG it's them!!!" Misha shrieked

"Yay"




"You ladies enjoy our show?" They asked in unison.

"Yes, I did very much" Misha squealed.

"Meh. It was okay" I said rolling my eyes.

"Okay?! We were brilliant" Harry exclaimed

I scoffed and looked at him with amusement.

Harry looked down at my feet, "Converse, Aye?"

"Yes, I don't want to trip & die from high heals" I said looking at Misha who was flirting with Liam.


A smile formed a Harry's lips and he stared at me intently.

I gritted my teeth and blushed.

"Do you fancy me? Like most teenaged girls all over the world?!" Harry asked grinning.

"Oh yes I do must certainly fancy you,Harry Styles" I laughed, mimicking his British accent.

"Really?"

"Nope"

Harry laughed, "Why not?"

"Because your so... conceated" I answered.

"What's is your name, strange one?"

"Arielle Parks"

"Ah, such a lovely name you've got there eh?"

I shrugged.

"Anyways I have to go now. It's late. Bye and I'm sure Misha had a lovely day. Too bad we can't stay for tea and crumpets" I sneered grabbing Misha by the hands.

I looked back and blew Harry one last wink. Assured, I was never ever going to see him again.