The Night We Met (a Dayl Cronin / HomeTown fanfic)

Chapter three: Fatal attraction.

Hannah's POV.

"Ow! What was that for?" I questioned Zoe, who thought it would be a brilliant idea to wake me up by hitting me with a pillow, numerous times.
"It's time to get up." She says in a mock motherly tone.
"Why?" I protest, having no clue of the significant series of events which were taking place today, or my location. 
Lazily, I turn over to look at the time on my phone. A small grin makes its way onto my features, when I see my lock screen of Dayl. The smile is shortly replaced with a grimace, when I realise the time is 6am.
"What the fuck! Why do you have to wake me up now?" I groan frustratedly.

Then, what Zoe did next took me by complete surprise.
She hastily headed to what I thought was the curtains of my bedroom, in our London apartment.
And yanked them open, revealing the stunning view of Dublin.

Then it hit me.

The pare of us began to manically scream and jump around everywhere, for at  least 10 minutes, until Zoe said.
"The meet up starts at 12, but I want to get there for 9!' She told me, grinning happily. 
"Fare enough." I mumble back.
'Wait' I shout, scaring Zoe instantly. 
"So that only leaves me 2 1/2 hours to get ready?" I question slightly annoyed.
"Yep." My best friend replies back shyly.
"Don't worry. You'll look absolutely stunning in whatever you wear. Zoe said with a reassuring smile.
"Shhhhhhh" I reply back blushing mildly, causing her to laugh loudly.

After another few minutes of us talking about the day ahead, I decided to get ready.
I took a shower, dried and curled my long blonde hair into beach waves, applied a small amount of makeup, replacing my usual red or dark lipstick with a much more neutral one, before I picked out my outfit.
With the help from Zoe, I picked out a white laced crop- top, with a burgundy skater skirt, which finished just before my knees. I also adorned a pare of wedged shoes, that were also a creamy colour, and of cause, my leather jacket.

"Wow!" Zoe stated, genuinely amazed.
"You look beautiful!" She carried on gushing.
"So do you. Cian is going to love you!" I say, while watching a light shade of pink make its way onto her cheeks.
"Let's go!" Zoe said enthusiastically, clapping her hands together, and ushering me out of the hotel door.

30 minutes later.

"We have arrived!" My blue eyed and brown haired best friend announced extremely loudly, pissing off the taxi driver.
After her little outburst, Zoe swiftly got out of the car, leaving twenty euros on her seat.
I mutter a quick thank you to the taxi driver, which he returned with a simple smile, before I too, hopped out of the car.
Evidently, we were in the right place, due to the large amount of screaming girls, which in a very odd way made us feel more at ease.
"They're not even here yet!" I chuckled to Zoe, over the loud noise of fans singing what I presume was a lovely, out of tune representation of Jigsaw Dreams.
"I know!" Zoe shouts a bit too loudly, causing one particular fan, who just happened to be wearing a shirt that read 'Future Mrs Morrin' to glare at us.
Zoe, being that girl that thinks she is the only one who can look at Cian, let alone touch him, thought it would be good idea to start a glaring match between her and the girl. This lasted for at least 45 minutes, until I decided to distract her by showing her pictures of Cian, making her cry of happiness.

About 3 hours had now past and it was time for the boys to make their appearance. Everyone, including Zoe began to scream. However, I couldn't. I stood their frozen on the spot, while hundreds of girls ran towards the first member they could get their hands on.
Then out of the corner of my eye, I could see him.
The boy I had been infatuated with, ever since Zoe first showed me the video for Where I Belong, back in 2014.
Dayl Cronin was standing only a few Meters away from me.
Butterfly's formed in my stomach, as he drew his attention away from the fan who was desperately trying to hold a conversation with him, In order to face me. He sent me one of his beautiful smiles, along with a cheeky wink. Smiling back at him, I decided to pluck up the courage  to go over and talk to him. Gently and slowly, I weaved my way through the bustling crowd, praying to god that I wouldn't have one of my anxiety attacks. By now, the circle surrounding him had died down, making it easier for me to see him a lot clearer.
"Holy shit!" I mumbled to myself, as I took in everything about his features.
He wore a plain white t-shirt, with some black skinny jeans and one of his flannels. Simple yet perfect.
His luscious  black hair was styled in its usual but breath-taking way.
The crowd had now hugely disbursed, which meant it was time to make my dream a reality. As I contemplated going towards him, I heard someone clearing their throat.
It was Dayl.

Dayl's POV.

screams overtook my ears as I hopped out of the car, to start our meet up in Dublin. For some unknown reason, I felt both nervous and really excited about tonight's show. We hadn't played to a crowd in Ireland for a while, let alone been here to see our families.

People shouted my name from every angle, as I went to find a clear space to stand.
Fans flocked around me, hoping for me to sign an album or to have a photo taken.
Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a girl standing by herself. My attention quickly diverted its way from a fan, who was trying to talk to me, to the girl who had moved a little closer, making it easier for me to see her.
"Wow" I softly and quietly mumbled under my breathe, making an extra conscious effort to make sure that no one surrounding me heard it.
She was beautiful.
The mysterious girl was extremely short for her age, which I assumed was around the same as mine. She had stunning bright emerald eyes, that were enhanced by a minimal amount of eye makeup and long fluttery eyelashes. Her hair was a light shade of blonde and it was curled perfectly.
I could feel the girl had her gaze firmly on mine, so I sent her a warm smile and a wink. Thankfully, she returned it with a huge smile and a little wink too.
Gradually, the fans surrounding me began to leave. Tentatively, I approached her. She wasn't Paying attention to the world around her as she scrolled through some random app on her phone.
In order to get her to notice me I cleared my throat, causing her to look up and smile at me once again.

Now all I had to do was talk to her.