p. 8
~ Mira’s POV ~
“OMG, ANGIE!”
“What?!” she came flying out of her room, eyes the size of Harry’s hair.
“You will not believe… You will not believe…” I found myself close to hyperventilating, not being able to make out my words.
“What!? What happened!? Were you attacked on the streets!? Did someone disrespect Kyle Pavone, so you decked them in the face, and then they cat-attacked you and -”
“No, no, NO!” I flew back onto my bed. “You would not believe…”
“Well, I can’t believe right now ‘cause you won’t tell me.”
I sighed, collecting myself, “I met Liam Payne at Farm Fresh.”
“What!?” I could feel her hovering over me, for I had my eyes closed in amazement.
“Liam. At Farm Fresh. He was there.”
Angie paused, “What are you on? Mira Meth or something?”
“No, I’m not!” I shouted and sat up, re-activating my sight, “I have his number!” I pulled out my phone and showed it to her.
I watched her eyes widen, “Oh my gosh… But how!? N-no, I can’t believe this.” she shoved the phone back into my hands.
“But you will.” I clutched in, thinking of him, “I was walking through Farm Fresh, right?”
“Well, yeah, obviously. You just said that.”
“And I was passing by the cereal aisle and he was THERE.”
She gave me a weird look, “HE was there? Are you sure HE was there?”
“YES. And you will learn that. So, I stopped and just stared at him. Then he looked at me, and I just fled.”
“Oh yeah… Typical Mira. Escaping famous people. Like Kyle and Andy. Just running like a scared kitten…”
“No, no! I’m not done! So, I ran away and then I regretted fleeing Liam Payne of everyone, so I just kept circling the store, hoping that I’d see him again.”
“Okay.”
“And then, I saw him!”
“Again?”
“Again! So, I crouched down behind that huge paper towel display - “
“Oh, nice going Mira. Perfect place. It’s just so clever, I wish I could’ve thought of that myself.” she sarcastically interrupted.
“Stop it!” I laughed, “I had to! I didn’t want him to see me stalking him! So, then he leans over it and finds me! And he goes, ‘Why, hello there, darling!’”
“Really, Mira?”
“Yes! Please believe me! Then he’s all, ‘No need to hide. I don’t bite.’ And then I started stuttering and he said ‘Liam. Liam Payne. One Direction.’” I paused to glance at Angie’s expression, which had softened a bit at the mention of Liam’s introduction. “And he said it must be pretty jammy to meet me.”
“What on Earth is ‘jammy’?”
“It’s what the British say for lucky. So, anyways, he asked if I was a Directioner, and I said I was, but I considered myself a Hardcore Directioner.”
“And what did he say about that?”
“He said he considers all fans equal, except for the major ones who have been there since the stairs.”
“Makes sense..”
“Then I asked why he was here, in New York. And he said 1D just moved into a house here for press time that they’ll be staying in for the next month. And then I asked why he was in a grocery store, and he said when they were going to the house, he got lost and ended up there. He was about to call for someone to come find them, but he said he realized there was no food at the house, so he decided to just pop into Farm Fresh and pick up a few things.”
“Oh wow…”
“But then! He said, ‘But that unfortunately isn’t so unfortunate now is it?’ And I just stared and he goes, oh my gosh Angie, he goes -” I held myself back from hyperventilating again, “He said, ‘You’re quite a fine lass.’”
She leaned up, “What?”
“Then he said,” I felt tears welling up on my eyes, “’I think you’re quite beautiful. Would you care to have dinner sometime.’”
“NO WAY!” Angie screamed in the most schoolgirl-sleepover-girl tone I’ve ever heard in her.
“YES WAY!” I found myself doing the same, “And then that’s when I got his number. ‘Cause he said he didn’t know when he’d be available for dinner, so he’d need my number to contact me.”
“So, you have Liam Payne’s number now?”
“Yes! I just showed it to you and you didn’t believe me!”
She paused, “OMG, get me Harry Styles’!!!”
“NO! ….OMG I GET TO MEET ALL OF 1D TOO!!!” I started jumping around the room in excitement.
“YOU HAVEN’T REALIZED THAT YET!?”
“NO!!!!!!”
“So, what happens if you meet them and you get all gaga over Harry but you’re with Liam so…”
I stopped jumping and paused, “I don’t know..”
“Mira’s a player!”
“No, I’m not!” I grabbed a pillow and hit her with it.
“You are!” she snatched the other on the bed and hit me back.
“But anyway, when he had to leave, I thanked him for everything, and he says, ‘That everything’s not over yet.’”
“Miranda Gloria! Do you realized how lucky you are!?”
“YES! I DO! I DO REALIZE HOW LUCKY I AM!”
“MRS. PAYNE! YOU’RE THE NEW MRS. PAYNE!”
“I AM! I AM THE NEW MRS. PAY-”
Suddenly, my laptop beeped, alerting me of a new Tweet.
“What’s this?” I clicked on my Replies.
LizCameAsRomans: @MiraSeesStars Well, hello there Mrs. Payne.
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