Meant to be?

2. The Party

Janna Sofia Carter

If you told me I would be at One Direction's hotel room a few hours ago, I would have laugh, or maybe give you a knowing stare and imagine it till dawn.

But now there was no dream. There was no way I would be this cold and clammy and nervous if this was a dream. There was no way that I would feel the way Ianne's hand wrapped around mine, trembling.

It was all happening.

We were at their living room (the hotel was huge, it could be even called a suite) Liam was picking out the wires of the joysticks because apparently, the guys decided to play while Paul fix the lobby problem earlier.

I was frozen. Usually, they would ask us brief questions and it was mostly answered by Ianne.

After a few minutes, Ianne loosen her hand on mine and she began to talk to Louis animatedly. It was like they had been friends for long. I wish I could do that too. But my heart was beating erratically, sealing my lips permanently.

I look around for a while. Jasmine was with Niall and Zayn in the kitchen, fixing some food. Harry was at the bathroom. There was not much to stare at the place because it was the monotone gray and black and white.

My eyes landed back to Liam and he suddenly caught my eye. Blood rushed to my cheeks and I couldn't look away.

He smiled. "I could use some help." He said, gesturing at some of the wires still a tangle mess on his lap.

I looked around and pointed at myself dumbly.

He laughed softly. "Yes you, come over here."

I widen my eyes at his request but I did it anyway. Liam jammed the tangled wires in my hand, the contact was so face flinching, heart wrecking but I don't want him to feel bad so I tried not to show it.

I began to untangle it silently. Here I was in front of Liam Payne, he was even smiling at me and I can't even utter a word. Just what is wrong with me?

Then Harry materializes beside Liam and if I could get more frozen and stiff, I probably just did.

"Need help?" He asked, he looked at me and smiled kindly.

Breathe Janna. It's fine. He just smiled.

I look down, my head spinning so bad I want to pass out.

"Harry you should go help Niall in the kitchen." He said. Harry groaned but he stood up and followed Liams orders anyway.

When Harry was gone, Liam chuckled.

I looked up at him, a bit breathless because of Harry.

"You're so head over heels for Harry aren't you? I'm not making fun of you but it's the first time I'd been on a hardcore fan for more than five minutes. It's... new and different. Funny a little bit." Liam looked at me, his smile disarming my mind to think.

I fix my hair, flustered. "I, I'm making such a stupid impression aren't I?"

He shook his head. "No, it's just different. You need to relax though. We won't bite, I guarantee you that."

I smiled slightly, my lips trembling and he taps my hand hesistantly, as if to assure me that it's okay.

I'm glad.

"This is boring! Let's do something fun!" Louis yelled after thirty minutes of playing. He keeps losing with Liam which was probably the reason why he kept saying it was boring.

Liam shared a glance with me and smiled.

For the past thirty minutes, I had relaxed a little. Louis would sometimes joke with me, Zayn would smile and Niall would offer me food. I stayed with Liam most of the time. Harry, I tried not to look at him too much because my heart would seriously stop if I do but I steal glances and sometimes I would caught his eyes staring down on me and I'd get butterflies, flesh eating butterflies in my stomach.