I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock on my phone blaring, I must have forgotten to turn it off. When I wake up I can't ever seem to fall back asleep, even if it is only 10 a.m. I internally grown as I fall back down onto my pillow. I lay there for what feels like forever until I roll back over and open up my favorite app; wattpad.
"Oriana started down the steps, her bare feet hitting the marble as her ..."
I look over at the clock on my white bed side table and realize it's now 4 o'clock. 'Wow i must have been really into that book.' I think to myself. I jump out of my big fluffy bed and start to get ready for the best night of my life. I'm going to my second One Direction concert and this time I'll be in the Ga Pit.
First i hop into the shower. As I'm shampooing my hair I begin to think about how much fun I'm going to have. I quickly rinse everything off and grab my towel I layed out for myself.
I throw my hair up into a messy bun and sit at my makeup table. 'Something simple' I say to myself. Which really ended up in me going full glam.
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After I take my selfie I started working on my hair. I took out my straightener and got to work. Thirty minutes and two burns later it was completely straight. I put on my white crop top, ripped black jeans, laced up my black vans, and grabbed my leather Coach purse before heading to the living room to tell my mom bye. Time for the best night of my life.
It's only 6:30 p.m. But it will take me thirty minutes on the subway to get there and I need to be there early. I arrive to the venue and immediately go to the entrance where they scan my ticket and check my bag. I start walking around and see the merch store and decide to pick up a t-shirt, then head off to my seat.
*concert ends*
As the lights turned back on and everyone started to leave I noticed Paul, their bodyguard, walking towards me. I only knew who he was because i run a fan page for them, and if I didn't I would've thought he was just someone's dad.
Paul stops in front of me and explains that I'm wanted back stage. Even though I'm completely confused as to why someone back stage would want me, I follow him. He leads me to a room and on the door it says "Harry Styles", in that moment I was scared shitless. I ask Paul again if he is sure I'm the one Harry wanted and he nods and walks away, leaving me in front of my idols door.
I knock on Harrys door and hear a low, muffled "come in". So I let myself and am finally face to face with the boy I have been obsessing over since the band started three years prior. I walked into the room taking in the details. It was lit by a lamp beside a mirror, it had a black marble table in the center of that was on top of a white rug. To the right of the table was a leather sofa and to the left was a flat screen. Directly in front of me I see a shirtless Harry leaning onto a table. His back was facing me until I spoke up.
"Uhm hi" I shyly spoke. He quickly turned around. When he saw me standing there he had a smirk on his face that nearly made me pass out. "Hello, love. I'm Harry" he said as he raised my hand up to his delicate, pink lips. "What's your name?" Harry spoke as he let my hand fall back down to my side and raised his up, offering me a seat. "Clarke" I managed to get out while trying to keep calm. "Well Clarke," he began, "I saw you dancing and singing along to all of our songs, love." shit. I mentally curse to myself. He stopped talking as he made his way to the cushion next to me. "Darling, I couldn't keep my eyes off of you." I lost my absolute shit. In my head of course. "Really? Was i that bad?" I joked, attempting to lighten the mood. "Absolutely not love. I was wondering if you would like to go out to lunch with me tomorrow?" He said, his eyes staring into mine. "Uhm, yeah o-of course sure" i said calmly, but on the inside I was definitely fangirling.
"Okay, love let me see your phone. " I gave him my phone and he put his number in there, shooting himself a text so he would have mine as well. "Send me your address and I'll come pick you up tomorrow at noon, yeah?" He said. All I could do was nod my head, because if I said anything I would come off as a complete maniac. "I'll have my driver take you home. I would but I wouldn't want any of the fans following me to your house." "You don't have to do that, I'm taking the subway" I said, not shocked he would offer because of his heart of gold. "Absolutely not Clarke it is nearly 1 a.m. you'll be much safer taking my driver." I playfully rolled my eyes at his comment while standing up and was about to give in when he pinned me up against the door. "Don't roll your eyes at me, baby girl." He practically growled into my ear, while pushing his semi-hard against my front. Then he dropped my hands while taking a step back, smirking at me. I had my hand on the door knob twisting it and pulled it open. I was half way out of the door when i turned around with an equally penetrating smirk and said, "Yes sir, daddy"
A/n HI PEOPLE IM EXCITED OKAY BYE. Okay so this is my first book and there definitely will be some grammar mistakes and i don't care if y'all point them out lolol. But hi I'm taylor
