"OH MY GOD HARRY STYLES JUST LOOKED AT ME" an over-excited girl who stood right infront of me screamed. Ouch! I hope she would realize that there are other people standing here as well...she wasn't alone in her world of Harry Styles and ughh...let's not even go there. Okay so Hi, I'm Khadija, I'm 19 and I'm....stuck at a 'one direction' signing because of my little sister, Ayesha. Ayesha's well...she's a typical 13 year old teenager who's in love with One Direction. I guess that makes her typical right? And I guess that sort of makes me crazy or something...because I'm not a directioner. I do like the boy band and I admit the boys are quite cute but I'm not obsessing over them or anything...I'm simply a fan. A fan who likes their music and doesn't drool over them. I had simply said NO when my sister practically begged me to take her to the meet and greet, I mean you can't really blame me okay? Standing in line for around 12 hours was not my ideal way of spending the weekend. BUT she brought in the mom card. You see I have this weakness, I can never say no to anything that my mother asks of me...and when she asked me to take Ayesha to the meet and greet, well...I'm sure you can figure out the rest. And at present we had been waiting 18 hours to meet the boys and it seemed like it was finally going to be our turn as the blonde infront of me squirmed with delight, jumping up and down in her heels. Stupid bimbo. Anywayyyy....it was pretty entertaining watching her meet the boys, she nearly fainted when Zayn shook her hand. Zayn...he seemed to be the only sane one in the group. BUT the best part was when Harry hugged her and she wouldn't let him go. It honestly took all the power inside of me to not laugh at the scenario, it was pretty hilarious...and Harry's face was priceless.
"You ready?" I smiled down at Ayesha who was unusually quiet. "Are you okay Ash?" my eyebrows furrowed together, she still didn't answer. I shook her lightly by the shoulder, as if pulling her out of a trance. I giggled a little at her reaction.
"Yeah yeah..." she muttered, her gaze stuck on something...and I immediately knew what it was, Niall. Ayesha was a Niall girl and she had been staring at him for the past...well, ever since she could stare at him. I laughed and shook my head, playfully shoving her. I would have normally ruffle her hair but if I did that right now I'm pretty sure she would have killed me, afterall, the girl had spent hours on her hair, making sure that they were perfect when she met the boys. I on the other hand did nothing special, I just let me wavy chocolate brown hair open that went down to my waist, I think they looked good enough.
"Does my hair look okay? And my face? Should I-" the poor girl started getting hysterical and I pushed he forward as it was finally our turn to meet the band.
"You look fine Ash" I said reassuringly as we were almost 'pushed' on stage by one of the guards, he looked weirdly familiar, Paul I assume. I walked behind Ayesha as she met the guys one by one. She was surprisingly calm and collected and I smiled as she talked to them confidently, it wasn't what I was expecting. First up was the Irish boy...ooh.....this should be good. He warmly smiled at Ayesha and hugged her.
"How are you love?" his rich Irish accent was a bit hard to comprehend. Ayesha's brown eyes lit up before she answered,
"I'm fine, thank you" she smiled sweetly and then got a cd signed from him before posing with him for a picture. I just stood there awkwardly, not really knowing what to do or say...just smiling away as I watched my sister talk to her idols. Just seeing her happy made me happy. I felt eyes on me as I made small talk with Niall but I just ignored it. But guess what? That didn't work, whoever it was much surely have some guts staring at a girl like that, making her uncomfortable. I looked up, frustrated and my eyes landed directly on emerald green ones. Harry, although he stood a bit further away from my current position, had his eyes locked with mine. I blinked once or twice, making sure that my mind wasn't playing tricks on me and Harry did the same, but the only difference was that he had a stupid smirk on his face. I immediately looked away, not rolling my eyes at him or anything at all that would give him any signs of satisfaction.
"LOUIS!" Ayesha exclaimed excitedly as she approached him. He looked up at Ayesha and smiled.
"HELLO BEAUTIFUL GIRL WHOSE NAME I UNFORTUNATELY DON'T KNOW!" Louis replied, causing all of us to chuckle.
"I'm Ayesha!" she introduced herself and he kissed her hand, a true gentleman. I just nodded at Louis and smiled, I wasn't exactly comfortable randomly hugging guys I'd just met, even if they were One Direction, but the boy kissed my hand anyway. I would be lying if I say that I didn't blush, but not enough to let it show thankfully. Next was Zayn, Ash hugged him like she'd hug her brother and her eyes gleamed as she looked at him in awe...that man was even more handsome up close. He chuckled and gently kissed her cheek before greeting me.
"Hi I'm Zayn, nice to meet you" he extended his hand towards me,
"Nice to meet you too and I'm Khadija" I put on my best smile as I shook his hand and I could feel someone's eyes on me again. Of course it was Harry, but I wouldn't give him the satisfaction by looking at him, he was standing right next to Zayn btw...
"So Khadija, are you gonna start fangirling too now?" Zayn chuckled.
"Nope" I replied, popping the 'p' "I mean I am a fan, don't get me wrong....but I'm not an obsessed fan...if you know what I mean" I finished of with a light-hearted chuckle and Zayn smiled his dazzling smile, nodding.
"I know exactly what you mean, and you know what? That makes me very happy" I just stood there, smiling at him before Ash's movements brought me back to reality. Harry had her huddled in a bear hug as she giggled into his chest.
"Yes Harry, I'm very happy to meet you too" she chuckled and Harry finally let her go, smiling at her.
"I love your hair" he winked at her. Ayesha had beautiful curls which she hated but I adored and I was sure she'd start thinking differently after receiving that comment form Harry Styles. She beamed with delight. I just nodded and gently smiled at him, trying to make my way past him to reach Liam but it seems like he had different plans in mind. I soon felt a warm hand grab my wrist and I turned around, only to be squashed by two strong arms. Yes, Harry hugged me. A bit too tightly for my own liking actually. I gently hugged him back and he finally let go...okay that was a bit...
"Can I have your number gorgeous?" Harry's words caught me by surprise
"Hunh? excuse me?" I blinked at him and he smirked, there's that stupid smirk again
"Your number...I want it" He spoke flawlessly and I just stared at him before answering
"Uhh...I don't think so" the smile faded away and he looked at me like someone had just told him that he can't sing. Zayn turned to look at him and burst out laughing.
"Well, that's a first. Eh, Harreh?" Zayn spoke in his thick, Bradford accent, patting him on the back.
"What?" Harry spoke, clearly shocked "Why not?" his voice and expression was much more serious now.
"Because...I don't want to...." I shrugged coolly, causing Zayn to laugh harder and me to smile at him.
"Excuse my buddy here...he doesn't usually get such responses" Zayn filled in for Harry who was now squinting at me, his lips turning into a mischeivious smile....I wonder what was going through that curly head of his...I shared one last look with Harry before moving forward to Liam, I couldn't help but smile. I mean I was no directioner but I had just turned down Harry Styles...that's gotta count for something right? I couldn't get his reaction out of my head as I lightly hugged Liam, who was a sweetheart. Well, this day was finally headed somewhere...
