We woke up early the next morning and ate breakfast then got in the car.
"You know how you used to want to become a famous singer?"
Avery asked me ending the awkward silence.
"Yeah, I still kind of do.. If you want me to be honest.."
"Good because there's tons of recording studios around and you have a 12:00 o'clock appointment tomorrow at one."
"WHAT?!"
I say. Surprised
"Yep."
She winks.
"You're so mean."
I say half smiling.
"I know."
"Atleast let me show you some songs tonight. I want you to give me your honest opinion on them."
I say to her getting worried.
"Okay, I can't wait to hear them."
We get to the beach and jump out of her car, we run through the sand as it burns our bare feet. We didn't think shoes were necessary since we would be in the ocean the whole time, but I guess we were wrong.
We got in the water, my feet were in so much pain that I didn't even bother taking off my cover up. It was white, and the water made it see through. It showed my red bikini and stuck to my recently toned body that I worked really hard on.
Right as we got cooled off we heard a girl scream bloody murder, it scared the fire out of us, but then it all made sense after we heard another girl yell
"HARRY STYLES"
"Wow."
Avery laughed.
But before she could say anything else I was out of the water an running towards him, but I stopped when I realized he was crowded. I just stood there looking at his fans swarming him.
My feet started to burn again, of course.
"Ow. ow. ow."
I said hopping from on foot to the other to try and endure the heat better. I looked up from the hot sand only to see I was being stared at. By Harry.
I stared at him to. It felt like his eyes were lazoring through me. I looked at myself, to see if something was wrong with me. All that I saw was my legs and see through coverup that was now hanging low due to the weight of the water. I guess I looked sexy...
"OH MY GOD MY FEET."
I yelled running back to the water to try and save my feet before they caught on fire, or felt like they would.
I got to the water then quickly turned around, only to see Harry being escorted back to the SUV he was brought in only a few minutes earlier. I stared at the black window I knew he was behind. My heart sinking. I kept wondering if he was staring back, but with just a blink he was gone. The one chance I had to meet my idol. Gone.
"Woah what was that?"
Avery asked, knocking me out of my daze.
"I don't know.."
I said.
She splashed me.
"hey!"
I said in surprise. Jumping on her and dunking her under water.
I completely forgot about my interaction with Harry, for those few hours at the beach.
Once we left and were back home, I showed Avery a few of my songs. I showed her only my favorites saving the best for last.
After I played the last one I turned around to see how she reacted.
She was tearing up.
"Why are you crying?!?!"
I said jumping up from the piano bench and comforting her.
"I don't know, your song just got to me. T-that was a-amazing."
She studdered.
"Really?"
I said not expecting her words.
"Yes! It's like a story, a painful story, but showing only that strength can get your through hard times, and that life is hard."
I got a bit confused after she said that.
Is it really that good? I said to myself.
I never even thought it was any good at all.
"I was not expecting that. Thank you."
I hugged her.
"Alright well you need to get to bed, you have a big day tomorrow!"
She pushes me off of her.
"Alright, goodnight. See you in the morning! love you!"
I got into bed and slowly drifted off to sleep, unable to get my head off of my encounter with Harry.
*dream*
"Harry stop!"
I say to him laughing like a maniac.
"Say it!"
He smiled at me.
"NO!"
I giggled continuously.
"Then I'm never going to stop tickling you!"
"Stop!! your gonna make me pee!"
I couldn't stop laughing.
"Say it!"
"Fine! I love you too!"
He stopped, then crashed his lips to mine.
I woke up.

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Only Dreamed Of
Fiksi PenggemarEl a fan of One Direction moves from her home to Los Angeles California with her cousin Avery. Since El writes her own songs and loves to sing Avery gets her an appointment to the same recording studio as One Direction.. Only to let dreams come true...