I'm a Celebrity Get Me Out of Here! (Harry Styles)

Chapter Two.

Here's the next chapter. I'm really sorry about the spacing...I haven't really worked out how to use the spacing on this...

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Being an up and coming singer, I was very surprised that the producers of I'm A Celebrity Get Me Out of Here got in touch with me asking if I wanted to take part. Of course I said yes. I was always up to new challenges. Right now, I was in a jeep on my way to the beach where they would be filming the first episode. I had no idea what to expect nor did I have any idea who I would be living with which was another reason why I wanted to do this - meeting new people. 

Pulling up on the beach, I climbed out of the jeep and smoothed down my polka-dot playsuit. In the distance, I noticed large gold letter saying Celebrities, so I started making my way over to them, catching sight of a young, tan man with large muscles holding a tray of orange drinks and next to him, a man with a clipboard. 

"Ma'am." the tanned man smiled, an Austrailian accent prominant. He held out the tray and I took one of the drink.

"Can I have your name please?" the man with the clipboard asked me.

"Sarah Miller." I replied, watching as he scanned down the clipboard, his eyes lighting up as he came across my name. 

"Okay, you've to go down this way." he pointed to my right. 

I took a sip of my drink, a concoction of fresh fruit filling my mouth. "Thank you!" I grinned, setting off in my given direction. I soon came across a gazebo type thing and underneath it stood Danny Jones from McFly. I almost dropped my glass. 

"Hi!" he smiled brightly, rushing over to kiss my cheek, "I'm Danny." 

I nodded, "I-I know. I'm such a huge fan!"

He laughed, "I'm sorry but I don't know who you are..."

I waved my hand dismissively, "Don't worry about it. I'm Sarah. I sing..." 

He nodded in understanding as we heard more footsteps coming towards us. 

"Oh thank God!" a very familiar voice called out, "I found the right place. I thought I was going the wrong way!" Perrie Edwards from Little Mix came out from behind on of the long grass blades. She came over and kissed Danny's cheek before coming over to give me a hug. 

"I'm Sarah." I smiled.

"I know." she replied, a small smile appearing on her face. 

Inside, I had a little bit of a fangirl. She knows who I am! 

The three of us all started chatting away and soon we heard two more voices heading in our direction. 

Alan freakin' Carr and Harry freakin' Styles appeared, casuing me to almost collapse. 

Perrie let out a laugh and hugged Harry, "I saw you two days ago!" 

Harry grinned, "Yeah...Zayn kind of let slip that you were going to be in here."

Alan pulled me into a hug, muttering about how he'd probably made a huge mistake in coming in here before moving on to Perrie. 

Harry sauntered over to me, making me crane my neck back so I could look up at him since I'm only a little five foot three.

"I don't believe we've met," he murmured, holding out his hand, "I'm Harry Styles." 

I grasped his hand gently, "I'm Sarah Miller. Nice to meet you." 

Danny cleared his throat, drawing our attention to him, "Here's to a good three weeks!" he raised his glass as we all echoed him.

Here we go!