Maybe It Was Fate?

Maybe It Was Fate? Chapter 3

Maybe it was fate.

Chapter 3 

{just a struck of luck}

Emma's Pov

“BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT MAKES YOU BEAUTIFUL!” Everyone in the arena screamed as the boys suddenly vanished off of the stage, leaving everyone bewildered and screaming for them still. “HARRY” “LIAM” “LOUIS” 

“ZAYN” “NIALL” Girls were screaming throughout the arena as I looked to Nicole, then to behind us where girls were practically in tears and close to fainting. 

“If anyone in here knew what was about to happen, they’d probably shoot us right now.” I said, as the other girls nodded in agreement. 

“Well, should we?” Nicole asked as she looked at us all. My smile grew bigger and we hurried out of our seats, approaching a security guard at the front of the stage. 

“We have VIP tickets to see the boys after the show?” Esmé explained as I stood in awe at what was about to happen. 

“Your tickets please.” The security guard said, laying his hand out flat for us to show him. We all pulled out our tickets and he nodded, wagging his finger at us. 

“Follow me girls.” I turned round to Nicole, my face as if I was about to scream, but obviously no sound coming out. 

“Right we need to stay calm, otherwise we’ll look like freaks.” I said, breathing in and out. We walked down endless corridors until we came to a room that said ‘VIP Lounge’. I stood dead in my tracks, unable to go any further my stomach churning and flipping endlessly in my stomach. This was not happening, I was in a dream and any minute now my mum would come in and wake me up and BAM, I’d be back to reality. But my mum wasn’t waking me up, and this was reality. “Have a good time.” The security guard said walking off down the route we had followed him. Esmé was standing in front of us, about to knock when she turned around suddenly. 

“Oh my god, they’re in there.” She mouthed, pointing to the door. 

“Kill me now!” I whispered, fanning myself to stop the sweating. 

“No, we will after we’ve met them.” Suzanne said. I pulled out my perfume, spraying myself as we stood outside the door, panicking. 

“Oh my god, they are fucking in there!” Nicole said, hyperventilating like all of us were. 

“Right, Esmé you knock.” Georgie said, pushing her into the door. 

“What? No! Someone else knock.” She replied, sort of shouting and whispering at the same time. 

“No, you knock!” Georgie exclaimed. “Nicole, why don’t you knock?” I suggested. 

“No I’m not knocking! You flipping knock!” She replied. 

“Oh for god sake, you are such wusses.” I said, rolling my eyes and pushing them out of the way and charging towards the door, about to knock when the door flung open and I was faced with an incredibly beautiful face. 

“Oh hello! Emma isn’t it?” I just stared, my mouth opening slowly until I just stood staring. “Yeah, this is Emma.” Georgie explained. 

“Emma, you look like an idiot.” She spat in my ear. 

“Would you girls like to come in?” He asked, opening the door fully. We all nodded, as they pushed me inside. Typical I was the first one, hey? 

“Hello!” I was greeted by a body hugging into my own. I hugged him back as he pulled away. 

“What’s your name love?” “Emma.” I replied. It was Louis, oh gosh he smelt good, and the temptation to not pinch his arse there and then was so hard and literally impossible.