Chapter 4

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    I was walking into the airport, and I heard someone screaming my name. It sounded like Harry.. "Tiffany, TIFFANY, TIFFANNNNNYY!" I looked everywhere, and then I spotted him running.."HARRRRRRY!!" I yelled, while sprinting towards the love of my life. Once I got near him I jumped into his arms, with my arms around his neck and he kissed me. It felt amazing to see him after 6 months of being alone. "Baby, I missed you so much! I couldn't think straight without you, I didn't know what to do! I was so alone. I had nobody!" I was crying and his tshirt was soaked afterwards. "Honey, it's okay. I'm finally home."

      I heard other people calling him..It sounded like grown men. "Uh, Harry..why are there paparazzi taking pictures of us?" I was freaking out, not knowing what to do.. "Oh, baby..I'm famous now." I was so happy for him, I couldn't speak! "Sweetie! Thats amazing! I can't believe it! I'm so proud of you, I kissed him on the cheek, and I couldn't believe the words I just heard. Some random guy walked up to us wearing a striped shirt with red skinny jeans on.. "Yo Harry! So i'm guessing this is Tiffany? She's a pretty one, huh?" I was thinking, who are you? But, it was almost like Harry could read my mind..He answered right away. "Oh yeah, Tiff, this is Louis..He's in my band..One Direction."      "Oh, hi Louis, how are you?" I wasnt exactly sure what to say. But then, 3 other very handsome guys walked up, and Harry started saying "Oh yeah, this is Liam Payne, Zayn Malik, and Niall Horan." They all smiled and waved, except Niall..He came up right away and hugged me, then smiled and said "It is very nice to meet you Tiffany." Don't get me wrong. All of these boys I was surrounded with were very handsome. They seemed like great guys. "Hey Tiff, the guys are gonna come to our flat for the night..They have nowhere to go. Is that okay?" "uh, yeah..I guess, but it hasn't been cleaned in forever. I've been at my moms. You know, catching up a little." Harry grabbed my hand, and we all walked out to my car and drove back to the flat to hangout.

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