Dylan's POV
"Seriously?" A British accent said. "Oh shit,"
I was speechless for a moment. I was screaming on the inside but motionless on the outside.
Oh my God. Harry Styles.
Breathe, Dylan, breathe.
"Looks like it," I finally muttered. Harry turned his head back towards the inside of the building.
"Hey Liam! We might have a problem!" he yelled. Soon enough Daddy Direction himself peered out the door. He looked down at the ground, his brown eyes going wide.
"What the-?"
"We need to get her to a hospital now!" I said, bringing the attention back to the problem at hand. No matter how amazing these boys are, I won't get distracted.
Harry scooped her up in his arms easily and walked to a van parked across the street. Liam hollered into the hallway and soon enough Niall, Zayn and Louis were all standing there.
How I hadn't fainted yet was beyond me.
They tugged on my arms and coaxed me up and into the car. Lou jumped into the front seat and sped off.
"So what happened?" Liam questioned.
"I don't know. I just opened the door and must've hit her on the head.." Harry said. "What were you two doing back there anyways?" he turned towards me. Kaylee was still unconscious on his lap.
"Well, um, our friends told us to go around back to try to sneak in and meet you guys. We couldn't find them when we got there and that's when you showed up." I gave an accusing look at Harry.
"Those must've been the girls security was throwing out..." Zayn muttered from up front. I nodded.
"Wouldn't surprise me, Phoebe's a loudmouth." I chuckled.
So here I was with the 5 hottest guys on Earth, my new friend unconscious in one of their laps, on the way to the hospital.
This is not what I expected at all...
We pulled up to the hospital and all ran out, Harry carrying Kaylee up to the front desk with us right behind him.
"She..needs...stitches." he huffed out to the receptionist. She nodded her head and began typing away before picking up the tan phone next to her.
"Doctor Wyman to the front desk," she spoke loudly into the receiver.
An attractive woman in her 20's wearing scrubs and carrying a clipboard came over to us and shook our hands.
"I'm Dr. Jeannette Wyman. Please follow me." She turned and walked into a room and we all followed. Harry laid Kaylee down on the hospital bed.
Dr. Wyman immediately started examining the cut.
"So," Niall started, leaning against the wall next to her. "You come ere often?" she chuckled.
Liam smacked him upside the head. "Don't hit on the doctor!"
"Ow," Niall rubbed the sore spot. He grumbled and walked to the other end of the room. I chuckled.
"I'm going to have to ask you to leave while I sew her up." Dr. Wyman said while shooing us out the door.
We walked back to the waiting room and sat down. Zayn and Liam squished next to me with Louis on the other side of the room sitting upside down. Niall 'went to the cafeteria or something' and Harry to the gift shop.
We pretty much sat in silence for a good twenty minutes. I hope Kaylee's doing alright...
**Kaylee POV***
When I finally starting coming around the first thing I noticed was a throbbing sensation on the left side of my head. I opened my eyes and blinked a few times, adjusting to the light.
A woman stood in front of me, smiling.
"Good morning!" she chuckled. "I'll go get your friends, they'll help you remember." she scurried out of the room.
Remember? What do I remember? My name is Kaylee Evans, I'm seventeen years old. I live in Denver, Colorado. I went to a One Direction concert. I met Dylan there. We were trying to sneak in backstage...the rest is a blur...
Just then Dylan appeared in the doorway, smiling nervously.
"Hey Kay, how you feeling?"
I returned the smile. "I've been better." she chuckled lightly. "What happened anyways?" I added, reaching up and feeling the stitches on my forehead.
She opened her mouth to respond but was cut off by a loud crash in the hallway.
"IS SHE AWAKE? I WANNA MEET HER! KAAAYYLLEEEE!!" a male voice said before Dylan got pushed aside and Louis Tomlinson stood in her place.
Wait, what?
I rubbed my eyes. No I definitely wasn't dreaming. He smiled and walked into the room.
"Hi I'm Louis!" he said, getting right up in my face.
"I-I, I know!" I gasped. He chuckled and shook my hand quickly.
"Give the girl some space, mate!" A new voice said. I peered around Louis and Liam was standing there, smiling brightly. "Hi love!"
Niall and Zayn followed him shortly after.
What. The. Hell?!
Dylan shyly walked in after them, pushing her strawberry blonde hair away from her face. "Kaylee, meet One Direction! Wait, where's Harry?" she turned back to the hallway. "Harry?!"
"Coming!" I heard heavy footsteps and the curly haired boy himself rushed into the room. Everyone stepped aside as he walked over to my bed.
"Um, these are for you.." he said, holding out a bouquet of flowers and blushing. I felt my own cheeks heat up as I took them.
"Oh, thanks." I smiled.
"Well lads, we should get going," Liam said, backing towards the door.
"Aww but we just got here!" Louie pouted.
"We have a photo shoot and signing tomorrow! We need to get back to the hotel." Liam added. They all waved goodbye to the two of us as they shuffled out of the room.
"Dylan?" I squeaked.
"Yes?"
"Did we really just meet One Direction?"
"I...I think so," she whispered. We both smiled and screamed, she took my hands in hers as she jumped up and down.
I can tell this is the start of a beautiful friendship.
"Those flowers were sweet," she commented a few minutes later, after we were done fangirling.
"Yeah," I said dreamily, reaching down to smell them again. This time I noticed a piece of paper stuck in the middle of the daisies. I pulled it out and unfolded it.
'Sorry about hitting you with a door. If you need anything, give me a call. PS: you look cute unconscious;) ~Harry'
Underneath was a phone number and the name of the hotel they were staying at.
After showing Dylan and squealing for at least 10 minutes, a doctor came in and told me I could go home.
"Dylan, can you give me a ride home?" I asked. She smiled.
"Sure!"
I love this girl already.
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