If You Like Me, Then Say You Like Me - A One Direction/Harry Styles FanFiction

Chapter 2

"You are such a genuine, loyal, nice person. You can be quite shy and sometimes you want to keep to yourself. But you're very friendly and outgoing and sometimes you can be a cheeky flirt. Haha. That's exactly like Harry!"

I guess she was right, she described me perfectly and from what I knew that was Harry too. I was quite excited to meet him today. I hope he comes soon.

"Okay ladies, enough chit-chat, time to start dancing. I want a 10 minute stretch and then we'll start." said our dance choreographer Lisa.

We stretched and were then called over to start our dance. We were dancing to Wild Ones by Flo Rida feat. Sia as they were doing a guest performance on this week's show. (Author's note: If you don't know the song, go and check it out! It's a great upbeat song!) She showed us the moves and we copied them back. We learnt most of the routine and then she decided that she wanted to see a full rehearsal so she could see how it was coming along. We were then halfway into the song and then One Direction entered the room through the back door of the stage.

Liam was wearing a checkered shirt, Niall was wearing a polo t-shirt, Louis was wearing stripes, Zayn was wearing a varsity jacket - they all seemed to be in their signature trademark looks; ah my little fangirling heart! But Harry, oh Harry. He was wearing a plain tight white t-shirt which was also quite thin so his abs could be seen through the shirt. He looked so incredible!

Everyone paused and turned around to see what was going on.

"Come on girls ignore the interruption and lets get back to it." Lisa said.

We continued the dance. We then had to spin around to face the back of the room for some moves. I spun around and that's when I locked eye contact with Harry. He stopped walking and just stood still while the other boys continued to walk. I stopped dancing, forgetting all the moves. Louis looked beside him where Harry once was and realized he wasn't there. All the guys turned around to see Harry dead in his tracks.

"Harry?" "What are you doing?" "Are you alright mate?" "Who are you staring at?" The boys chorused.

The guys turned around and saw me also dead in my tracks. I tried to continue doing the moves but I couldn't remember them. I was too lost in his emerald green sparkling eyes.

Liam recognised who I was. He spoke quite loudly, the rest of the boys did too. I could here them from where I was positioned on the stage. "Oh that's Charlotte." Liam said.

"Who's Charlotte?" Zayn asked confused.

"She friends with El and Danielle. They go on shopping things together." Louis said. "I've never seen her before, I just knew the name. She's quite pret--"

Harry interrupted, "Beautiful!!"

The guys looked at Harry, they all went silent.

Liam broke the silence, "I've met her a few times and Danielle and I joked that she was the girl version of you Harry, like El and Louis." The boys, excluding Harry, laughed.

We finished the dance. Harry and I never really lost eye contact. Harry just stood there nodding to what the boys were saying, just staring back into my eyes.

"Great job girls. I'll see you after lunch" Lisa said.

"Charlotte, you alright? What's going on? I saw yours and Harrys eye contact thing. That was intense."

"It..It was, wasn't it?"

I wondered why. Maybe he liked my dancing but that didn't seem like a logical explanation for such intense eye contact. He couldn't like me, could he? He's a huge popstar and I'm just me.