Pause. Rewind. Play. (A Zayn Malik Fanfic)

Chapter 3: Meet And Greet

The guard pushes me forward, but I don't move an inch. I keep my eyes directed to the floor as the nervous beating in my heart quickens. One of the security guards pulls on my arm.

"Hey, hurry up, you're holding up the line." He pulls me forward and I take a deep breath, looking up, being met face to face with Niall. He has blond hair that's sweep to the side and then up and gleaming crystal blue eyes. He sports a red polo with a gray hoodie, blue jeans, and red and white Osiris. He has a wide smile when he makes eye contact with me.

"Hi, love," he says with an Irish accent. "Everything alright? I saw you had a bit trouble there." I smile sheepishly. His eyes dart from my eyes to a DVD with One Direction on the cover right in front of him, where he's signing his name.

"Yeah, just a bit nervous that's all," I say. "I love your smile." What? It's true. If I get to meet "the biggest boy band in the world", I might as well try to make conversation. Niall's teeth are, I admit, crooked, but I feel they're better that way than straight. He slides the DVD over, looking slightly surprised at my comment.

"Thanks. Much appreciated that you came!" he says happily as security pushes me along. Niall seems really nice, and very cute. Next comes Louis, who has on a dark blue hoodie, white Hollister T-shirt, bright red jeans, and dark blue Toms. His brown hair is sweep to the side, showing off his mischievous blue eyes.

"Ello there!" he says cheerfully. He immediately scribbles his name on the DVD, adding a smiley face at the end.

"Hi," I say. "I really enjoyed the concert." Another not total lie. I did enjoy the few minutes of when I was there, even though they were spent trying to regain two of my senses and meeting Zayn once again.

"Thanks, glad you had a great time, babe!" he says, and even adds in a wink. The security guard is already trying to move me along. I can't help, but comment on his red pants.

"I like your pants." His smile widens.

"Thank you!" he shouts after me as I'm pushed to the next band member; Harry. Louis seems really calm and happy about everything. Harry has on a white T-shirt and dark chinos with white Toms. He has a cheeky smile on his face that match his bright green eyes. He flicks his dark curly hair to the side and smiles at me, revealing cute dimples. He's really cute.

"Hey there beautiful," Harry says, winking at me. I blush slightly. I didn't expect him to be this cheeky.

"Hi," I say.

"What's your name, gorgeous?" he asks. He glances up at me from writing his name.

"Ariana, but everyone calls me Ari," I say.

"Well Ari, it was a pleasure to meet you, hope you liked the concert." And to add the icing to the cake, he leans over the table and wraps his arms around me in a quick hug. I'm a bit surprised by this, but hug him back quickly.

"See you later Harry!" I say, moving on to Liam.

"Hey there," Liam says immediately. He has on a red and white plaid shirt rolled to his elbows, blue jeans, and simple white converse. His brown hair is combed neatly and he has soft gentle brown eyes. He has a kind smile on his face that leaves me with no doubt that he's a very nice person.

"Hi," I say. He signs the DVD.

"It's really nice to meet you, hope the rest of your day goes great," he says, smiling. Yup, a very nice person.

"Thanks Liam!" I say, smiling. My smile slowly, fades as I realize what's coming next. I gulp and stiffly walk up to Zayn. He has on a gray T-shirt with a jean jacket with the sleeves rolled to his elbows, black jeans, and white Nikes. His hair is still in it's quiff, but is a little messed up. I don't meet his eyes. I keep my head low and eyes directed to the DVD that is being sign.