Niall- You were at Starbucks getting a coffee. You turned around and instantly collided with somebody, causing your coffee to spill all over your new dress. "Hot!" you squeaked, closing your eyes tight.
"Oh my god! I'm so sorry! I wasn't looking where I was going!" an Irish accent said.
"It's fine," you mumbled, sighing and running a hand through your hair.
"Are you okay?"
You nodded and opened your eyes to be met with the brightest eyes you have ever seen. "Yeah. Um, I'm fine. My dress on the other hand has been killed," you joke, chuckling.
He sighed and smiled softly. "I'm really sorry."
"Stop apologizing. I just need to go home and change before I go to class," you said, smiling.
"Do you have enough time?"
"About half an hour. My appartment is a two minute walk from here so I'll make it before the first bell."
"Can I buy you another coffee then? Since I ruined your first one," he said, pouting.
You smile and look at the time. "I wish you could but my school isn't close to here," you said, sighing.
"What's your name?"
"Y/N. Yours?"
"Niall."
You took a pen out of ur bag and grabbed his hand. You quickly wrote down your number and smiled. "Call me tomorrow and then you can buy me that coffee~," you say cheekily, winking.
Since then you both met up everyday, soon he asked you out on the spot where you both bumped into each other.
Harry- You were at one of their concerts that had just ended and was trying to make your way out of the huge crowd of girls. It was really crowded and you, being claustrophobic, were having a hard time controlling your breathing.
Without you knowing, a hand wrapped around your arm and you were pulled out of the huge crowd of girls by one of the security guards. You looked up and was a little surprised to see Paul Higgins looking down at you. "I was asked to get you out of there by one of the boys. They wanted to make sure you were okay," he explained, leading you back stage.
"Oh, well, thank you very much. I thought I was going to die if I didn't get out of there soon," you said, smiling softly.
Before you knew it, you were standing in front of One DIrection themselves. Your eyes were wide and you were a little shocked to be near them. It was even a shock when you noticed that Harry was staring at you. The first one to speak out of the boys was Liam, "You okay? When we saw you in the crowd you looked like you were about to pass out."
You blushed and nodded with a shy smile on your lips. "Y-Yeah. I'm just claustraphobic and those girls just love to push you around no matter what you do," you say, giggling.
"I know how that feels," Niall said, smiling. "It's a pain sometimes, especially when you're trying to get to your car but fans crowd around you, asking for an autograph or yelling weird shit." He laughed and shook his head.
You chuckled and nodded. "It must be worse with that then what I just went through but I'm glad someone understands."
"Well, considering the fans are still thick out there, would you like to hang with us? It seems like Harry wouldn't mind having you around for awhile longer," Louis teased, poking Harrys' cheek.
Harry blushed and elbowed the older lad in the gut before staring at the ground.
"I wouldn't mind at all. To be honest, I kinda was hoping to meet you all, especially Harry," you mumbled, blushing.
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