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Everyone was jumping up and down. Anyone could pass out any minute. You couldn't hear much except for screaming- and crying girls. Which wasn't weird, this was a typical One Direction concert.

The biggest dream of my life was coming true. Not even thinking about the meet and great part! I payed way too much for that shit but it will be all worth it, because seeing your idols is worth anything.

But what will happen if you already know one of them?

Keep the screams down everyone, because he probably doesn't even know me. We're talking about the old school days! Harry was always the funny, cute and not to forget popular kid. He wasn't one of those cool kids, but everyone liked him. You could say every girl in school swooned over him. After he joined X-Factor I didn't see him anymore. I don't even think he saw me, let alone knows me!

But that didn't matter because here I was, again (still) screaming over Harry Styles.

I'm Caitlyn by the way. 19 year old, done with this hell that's called school, and only had sex once before with some kid called Peter. Too much information? Get used to it.

"CAIT! I'M GONNA PASS OUT!" My best friend Stella whisper-yelled to me. "Me too Stel!" I said in a breath. It was after the concert and we were about to meet the boys. She kept rambling next to me but I could only think about Harry. Would he notice me? What if he wouldn't? But what if he would?

I felt a slap in my face. "WHAT THE HELL?" I looked up to see Stella looking irritated at me. "Dickhead where here. Now, suck it up I'm going alone if don't want to be there." She pretended to walk away but I grabbed her arm. "No way, we're going." She grinned widely. "That's my girl."

An other big man dropped us in a room. "They will be here in a minute," and he left us again. I felt another slap. "HEY!" What was up with Stella and slapping? Nobody will ever know. "A MINUTE I- I'M GONNA- SHOULD I- DO I, DO I LOOK GOOD?" I started laughing. "Yes! You look amazing! Pretty as always." I hugged her, and she held on me tightly.

"Aw, what a love." We heard 5 voices behind us. Not just voices. Their voices. Before we looked up we looked at each other, both about to explode.

I think I heard Stella talking to the others. But I couldn't speak. Because the boy I liked since I was 13, stood in front of me. But not anymore as just Harry the cute kid in school, but as Harry Styles, 1/5 of the most famous boy band in the world.

"Hi," I finally managed to say.

"We've met?" It looked like he asked me, yet I think it was more like he just told me. He was still thinking over his words and scanning my body.

"Kinda, I don't think you know me." I looked at his boots. He didn't answer me but just stepped in front of Stella and hugged her quickly, but still enough to make her drool.

Then he stepped towards me. He hugged me too, but not as quick as Stella. No, he pressed his front into me and I gasped.

"No, we've met." He grinned, while gently  pressing his hand on my lower back.

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