Stay With Me

2- Meeting The Fangirl

Stay With Me:

Directioner:

Someone who stands by the band One Direction no matter what. Someone who will be there to support the boys 100%. Whether it's acting, singing, dancing, anything... they'll be there for it all. Even when the band grows up and goes on with their lives, these girls that call themselves "Directioners" will NEVER forget the happiness and the joy that Harry Styles, Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, and Zayn Malik brought to them for so many years.

~Urban Dictionary~

Chapter Two: Meeting The Fangirl

I entered into the double doors of Wilson High with a smile plastered onto my face. My encounter with the boy at the Diner had me in more of a cheery mood than usual.

Unfortunately being the dipstick I am, I never got his name, not phone number. But to be honest I was just happy I was even able to talk to the sparkling brown eyed boy. I had never talked to a boy before, well at least so comfortably. My usual interaction with males usually went something like this:

"Hey!"

"Uuh, h-hi."

"You have Ms.Wilson for Calculus right?"

"Uuh, yeah."

"Cool do you mind if I borrow your homework to copy down? I forgot to do it."

"Um, sure."

And then I'd hand the boy my homework and fifteen minutes later he'd return it. I'd mumble a thanks under my breath and quickly walk away. So yeah. You might say my social skills were a little less than perfect.

I walked down the hallway searching for my locker, getting bumped into occasionally due to all of the students rushing to find their friends. Thankfully my schedule was sent to me in the mail with my locker number and combination on it, so I didn't need to go down to the office for any of my things. Once I finally found my locker I let out a small huff.

A couple was standing right in front of it, making out like there was no tomorrow.

"Um, excuse me?" I asked quietly. They ignored me and continues making out. Like seriously? I had just eaten breakfast and the last thing I wanted to see was two hormonal teenagers sucking each other's faces off. I felt like puking it was so disgusting.

"Um, you, you're kind of in front of my locker." I stated shyly.

Nothing.

They continued to ignore me as I stood there awkwardly in the middle of the hallway. Just as I was about to say something again, a booming voice interrupted me.

"Hey idiots! Get the hell away from the girls locker!" They stopped and looked at the guy behind me, giving him disgusted looks as they walked away.

I turned around and my eyes met a pair bright blue ones. He smiled and held his hand out for me to shake.

"I'm Louis, Louis Tomlinson."

I gave him a hesitant smile and reached my hand out to shake his own.

"I'm Rosaline." I replied quietly, my confidence boost from earlier that morning obviously being replaced by my shy aura.

"So you're the new girl everyone's been talking about?"

I looked at him curiously, tilting my head. "H-how do people already know about me?" I asked. "It's the first day of the school year."

He laughed and looked at me as if the answer was the most obvious thing in the world. "You really don't know?" He asked in disbelief. I shook my head no and looked down at the floor.