Sarah's P.O.V.
Breakfast was short, and simple. Kinda. Well, as far as weekend breakfasts go. I had scrambled eggs and bacon, and Harry had leftovers from a night or two ago. Lazy ass.
After we ate, we sorta just sat there and stared at each other. we didn't know what to do. After a few minutes, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I just spoke up.
"So what do you wanna do?" I asked.
"Well, I was thinking-"
Harry was caught off by a phone call.
"Hello? Oh, good morning Simon! how can I help you? Nooooo! That's awesome! Sure! What time should I be there? Sounds great! 'Kay, bye!"
"What the hell just happened..?" I asked.
"Great news. I've got stuff for us to do today!" he beamed.
"Which would be..?"
"Well, because of the tour, the boys are coming out here today!"
"Harry?"
"Hm?"
"Brace yourself,"
Before he even had a chance to figure out what I'd said, I started screaming.
"I'm going to-I'm-I'm meeting One Direction!" I sobbed. Some things, will never change. "Oh my goooooood!!! And they look forward to meeting me! I-I-I don't know if I can handle this!"
Unlike any of previous reactions by Harry when it came to my fangirling, he did one of the least expected things he could do.
He got up out of his chair, and came over me, wrapping me in a hug. I had been shaking, and this eased me a bit, but I was still grasping for air uncontrollably. In other words, I was having an asthma attack.
"Shh. S'alright, love. Take deep breathes. It's ok." he tried to sooth me as I had my head nuzzled in his neck.
"Why should I listen to you I don't even believe your real at this point. And neither am I. Soon, my mom is gonna wake me up. I'll be back home. I'll go to school. I'll be a teenager. And you'll be touring the goddamn world unaware of my existence!"
"No, no, nooo! Sarah, look at me"
I didn't move.
"Ok fine, but just listen. That's not true. Could a dream really be this detailed? The things I've made you feel? Oh, c'mon, you know this is real life. do I have to caress you in some way to make you believe it?"
I giggled.
"Only YOU would say that! But I'm good, thanks. I'm off to meet my idols."
And with that, I slipped out of his embrace, and skipped upstairs to get ready. Because this, was the day I was going to meet One Direction.
A/N: Ok, I know you guys hate these by now, but I just wanted to say sorry for not having updated in nearly two weeks! School has been so hectic! Tests nearly everyday, and I've also got volleyball, piano, Girl Scouts, yearbook, chorus, and religious ed class. PLUS my boyband stalking, of course. And another thing. I have two amazing fan fiction suggestions really quickly. One is called "Discovered". It is by a user named smileithelps aka my bffl Jillian aka the Jillian in FTR aka @JillianChubbuck on Twitter. There's only three parts, but it is so far an amazing Niall fanfic so far. The other is called Runaway. It is by pocketnarwhals aka my bffl Caterina aka Catherine in FTR aka @cathearts1d on Twitter! It is a pretty far ways into it, but she never updates. Oh, and it's a Louis fanfic. Finally, I just want to point out that this is my turdy seventh chapter, and I was very tempted to put that as the chapter title, but I thought that that would be inappropriate as an author. Rant completed, that is all I have to say. Later my Wattpaderinos!!! xo ~SL
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FanfictionSarah Jacobson was your average 25 year old. She worked at Syco Records. Her life is perfectly normal, running as smooth as ever, when she is visited at work by a strange boy with bright green eyes, and a load full of brown curly hair.