HARRY'S P.O.V.
God, she was gorgeous. Liam pointed her out to me during the concert, and Paul found out she would be at the meet and greet for us. I was really nervous, no one had ever made me feel this way before! After what seemed like hours, I finally saw her. she was dressed oddly for a concert, she almost looked like a dancer with her bun, leotard, and tights. And what did she have on her shoulder? A large bag sat on her small shoulder, possibly a dance bag? As they neared the table I became more and more nervous. I watched her curiously as she neared the table, she didn't appear nervous, more like bored. huh, maybe she's one of those calm fans, who hides her real reactions so she doesn't freak us out. But she doesn't have anything for us to sign....interesting. I watch her reactions to the rest of the boys, only shaking their hands, smiling politely, sharing a few words. The only one she really seemed to hold any connection with was Niall, whose hand she held onto for much longer than necessary. I thought I saw concern in her eyes, and it's true Niall has been missing home more than usual, but how could she know that. This was intriguing to me, and only made my curiosity grow. She walked forward and stopped in front of me, smiling lightly. I don't know what came over me, I reached out to grab her and pulled her into a tight hug. She smelled lovely, a mix of citrus and pomegranate. Liam patted me on the shoulder telling me to let her breathe, and I realized how long I had been hugging her. Oops! Then Liam said that he had called dibbs on her! Who does he think he is?! But then I saw the look on her face, and let's just saw she wasn't happy."Dibbs?! You called dibbs on me?!" she nearly yelled. Liam looked terrified and I'm positive I had a large smirk on my face.
