Headed In the Wrong Direction

Chapter 3: Immature 4 year Olds

Stephanie who was usually the most calmest person on the planet was almost jumping up and down. We were first in line now. People were being slowly lead one by one to an adjoining room where the band sat. It wasnt usually like that but this time they thought it would be better if the fan got to spend a little private time with them.

There was a huge bodyguard in front of me and I looked like a tiny ant with my small figure. He turned back and almost knocked me over to the really bubbly red head going on about Liam Payne. I tried to picture his face. He looked pretty cute. In fact more than cute (as much as i hated to admit it all of them did) but unlike the others in the picture I had recently seen he didnt wear a big goofy smile but one that told us that was a genuine smile. Out of all of them I think perhaps he struck me as the one who was the least fake.

"Maam." the huge gaurd in front of me said.

I snapped back to reality as I was lead to the adjacent room with Stephanie leading.

"Hey thats mine!" I heard a voice.

"It was yours-" they all stopped as we entered.

The five boys sat on a huge table with pens and water bottles while the girls were animatedly talking as they sat on a couch.

"Hi." The blonde haired haired guy with blue eyes said in a slight Irish accent that had faded away over the years.

His name was Niall. I'm almost 100% sure. I remembered this because Stephanie went through a phase where she could not stop talking about how are names were similar. Nylla Holland and Niall Horan. Look there you go another reason to change my name.

"Hi, I'm Harry Styles." Said the curly haired boy.

No shit Sherlock. You are part of a world famous band and why would any of the girls come to see you if they didn't know your name.

I snapped back to reality and saw that all of them were staring at me with slightly wide eyes. Oops I think I may have just spoken out loud, Stephanie nudged me.

"Holy hell woman." I said out loud,"That hurts."

They were all looking at me with an amused more like curious expression.

Well glad you can enjoy my pain.

I realised I had spoken out loud again and this time they didn't even try to hide their laughter.

"Okay since you clearly know our names, what's yours?" The guy with to much hair gel asked.

Wait I could get this.his name was Zayn.

Go me!

"Nylla." I say carefully not mentioning my surname.

All of them gave a side glance to Niall who shrugged.

"To bad I'm the one who gets to share the name with the pretty girl." He said.

"Yup." Louis said,"So what's your name?"

He looks at Stephanie.

"Stephanie." She says,"I'm a big fan."

"Well it's an honour." He said back smiling.

"What's that a rehearsed line you tell each and everyone of your fans." I know I should have shut up but well it's me. I don't how to.

"Nylla." Stephanie hissed.

"What I'm curious."I say truthfully.

Just then a girl enters almost pushing me to the floor. Im pretty sure she is Alison Bronson who we saw earlier on stage.