What is love?

"I'm... Harry"

Harry Styles. He is stood on the stage looking over at the three of us curiously.

"Are you three okay?" he asks. I have tears streaming down my face and the pain is almost unbearable but I manage to say

" No, I'm fine. Honest." I attempt to stand up but my ankle is quite sore. Harry notes this and jumps off the stage and runs over to me.

"she tripped coming up the stairs, and twisted her ankle I think" Chloe explains, looking slightly worried but in shock at the same time that Harry Styles is stood next to her. I can just tell that she is bursting to ask where Louis is.

"You don't look okay." he says kindly. my head is down, trying to hide my tear stained face,

"No, it's fine now, I think it was more shock than anything really" which isn't a lie. A big, strong hand appears in front of me, offering to help me up. i take it and he helps me get my balance. I wipe the tears from my eyes and look up and smile. Harry lets out a small gasp and stares at me.

"are you okay Harry?" I ask him, looking into his deep green/blue eyes. He stares at me for a couple more seconds, but then looks slightly embarrassed.

"Er, yes, I'm . . . I'm fine, yeah" he stutters, looking at the ground. I notice Alice and Chloe look at each other and snicker a little bit.

"I'm Evie by the way" I say shyly, breaking the awkward silence. Harry looks up at me from underneath his curls,

"Beautiful name. I'm . . . Harry.", and he holds out his hand for me to shake. I giggle slightly and shake his hand delicately,

"I know" I reply. He smiles cheekily, suddenly more at ease.

"great show by the way!" Chloe exclaims.

"er, thanks, ha ha, glad you enjoyed it", he replies chuckling at the randomness of this comment.

"yeah it was brilliant" Alice pipes in. they all turn to me, I pause for a second or two, just to create a little suspense and then say

"yeah, it was alright", in a jokey way. We all burst into laughter. "I'm joking of course!" I say, "I LOVED it!". I feel a sudden vibrating in my pocket. It's my mum calling me. "Oh god! That's mum! She's been waiting in the car all of this time! The concert finished over an hour ago! Whoopsie!" I look worried.

"don't worry about it, just explain to her that you were having a very meaningful conversation with the most good looking boy you have ever seen in your whole life! She'll understand." Harry says kindly and laughs.

"ooh MODEST!" I say laughing too.

"Can I have a hug?" Chloe bursts out.

"er, yeah, course" he hugs her then Alice says

"Me too!" Don't leave me out!" Harry laughs and hugs her too.

"now what about you, beautiful?" Harry looks into my eyes. You blush, my eyes widening slightly. Is he talking to ME?

"okay" and hug him. He smells sweet yet manly at the same time. Gorgeous. We pull away from each other and he says

"you smell nice"

"Aha you too" I smile.

"nice chinos by the way he says, as though remembering something.

"oh thanks" I reply, suddenly noticing the chocolate I dropped on them earlier. "yeah, I'll have to put them in the wash!". Harry smiles,

"well, don't forget to empty your pockets, I always forget to do that!" he puts his hands in his pockets then.

"er, okay, thanks" I say.

"c'mon Abby, your mums going to be fuming!" Alice states the obvious.

"Bye Harry" I wave and start to walk away.

"good bye you sexy minxes!" Harry shouts. We all burst into laughter and run out of the arena. Fresh air at last. Time to start breathing properly again!, I think to yourself.

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I end up having to walk home 'cause your mum had to pick your brother up from his friends. I don't remember a lot of the walk actually. Chloe asked me if I was okay and I replied slowly

"Harry . . ." and sighed as I kept on walking. They decide to walk me home as I am not completely with it. They drop me off and then go home themselves and I am left at home on my own. I slump down on the sofa and just sit there for a few minutes.

After I have calmed down a little bit, I go upstairs to change into my pyjamas. I remember that my chinos are dirty so I take them to put in the washing machine.I am just about to close the door when I remember Harry reminding me to empty my pockets. I don't remember putting anything in them in the first place, but decide to check anyway, just to be on the safe side. I check in the front pockets, nothing. I check the back pockets, no....wait! I feel something stuck to the inside of the lining.

I pull out my hand to reveal a small slip of folded paper.