It Has To Be You

Lucky Me

I was standing around at a friend's party because there wasn't really much to do. The people here weren't my type and I wasn't really in the mood to start any conversations with them either. So instead of standing alone, looking like a weirdo, I grabbed a cup of punch to make it look like I had something to do. 

Five minutes later, I had walked into the living room. The couch was empty so I walked as quickly as I could to save myself a seat without looking too awkward. I leaned against the seat and and pulled out my iPhone. 

After checking my emails and messages, I put it back in my pocket. I sighed. I was about to get up and leave when a guy sat down next to me. "Hey." he said casually. He was actually pretty cute! I smiled. "Hi." I responded. Oh My God. 

I couldn't've said anything less stupid? He smiled back. "I'm Harry." he said. It wasn't until right then, that I realized he was Harry Styles. Th-th-the one from One Direction. My cheeks flushed. "Cammie." I said as I stuck out my hand, not realizing how stupid I must've looked.

He shook it and sat up straighter. "Are you a friend of Heather's?" he asked. Heather was the friend throwing the party, by the way. I nodded. "Yeah. We go way back." I said. He nodded politely. "Same here. Hey, um.. I was just wondering if maybe you want to hang out sometime?" he asked.

I grinned. "Yeah! Of course." I answered. What the hell was I thinking! We exchanged numbers and we just continued talking. When I checked my phone, I realized that an hour had gone by. He was so easy to talk to! 

I flipped my hair over my shoulder, trying to act flirty. It seemed to work, because he just smiled more often and he kept looking into my eyes. When it was time for me to go, I thanked Heather and Harry said he would walk me out. 

I didn't want Harry to know that I had a quirky yellow VW Beetle, because, you know, they're a bit childish. Although I loved mine. So I walked over to a silver Lexus and leaned against the car door. "Well, here I am." I said with a smile. 

Harry raised an eyebrow and laughed. "What's so funny?" I asked him. He looked at me with a straight face. "This is my car." he said. He then started laughing again. "Oh my god. Are you serious?!" I exclaimed.

He nodded and tapped the hood lightly. "So where's your real car?" he asked. I smiled and led the way to my baby. "So what's so bad about this one?" he said. I shrugged. "It's kind of embarrassing and.. you know." I finished. Harry laughed again. "Not really. I think it's kind of cute. And it fits you perfectly. Cute car for a cute girl." he said.

I blushed. "Thanks." I said happily. Outside, I was calm and normal, but inside, I was screaming like a child on Christmas. We hugged goodbye and I promised to text him later  on. Wow. I came to a super boring party just to end up meeting a super hot famous guy who's in a band. 

I guess I just got lucky this time.