Thought Of You

Chapter 1.

Jordyns POV.

I heard my phone go off, signaling that I had an incoming call. I checked the caller ID seeing that it was my boyfriend Harry.

"Hey, babe!" He chirped and I giggled at his excitement. "Hi, Harry. Why do you sound so excited?" He squealed and I could hear the other boys telling him to shut up. They were most likely playing FIFA or something. Typical One Direction boys.

"I wanted to know if you wanted to attend the 2014 BillBoard Music Awards with me?" I've been to a few award shows with Harry but nothing as big as this. I chewed on my cheek. "Harry.. I don't know, I've never been to a huge awards show like this before.." He laughed and I became slightly insecure.

"Babe, you'll be fine. I promise. It'll be fun! The after-parties are always fun too." I rolled my eyes at the last comment and shrugged even though he couldn't see.

"I guess I'll go.." He yelled with triumph and, once again, the boys told him to quiet down.

"It's in a week and I'll be home in about 3 days. I love you, Jordyn." "I love you too, Harry." With that, I hung up and fell back on my bed. What the hell was I supposed to wear?

BillBoard Music Awards

I sat in a very cramped limo with the 5 lads and their dates. I clung to Harry's arm and I couldn't stop shaking. What if something happened? A wardrobe malfunction? What if I trip? What will the fans think of me being there? Thoughts clouded my mind.

"Jordyn? Hey, Jordyn!" I was shaken from my thoughts as Harry shook me to get my attention. "Babe, everything will be fine, I promise." He assured me and soothingly rubbed circles in my palm.

We arrived and my nerves started going insane. I was scared shitless to step out of this limo. I hope my outfit looks good.

I wore the same dress Taylor Swift had worn to the 2012 BillBoard Awards. Harry bought it before he came home and insisted that I looked absolutely stunning.

Perrie ended up helping me get ready while Harry didn't want to see me getting ready. He said he wanted to see me when I was done and looked like a goddess. He's so strange.

I grabbed Harry's hand as he helped me step out of the car, Perrie instantly checking to make sure my dress and heels were fine. I went with some black stilettos and I only came up to Harry's shoulder. I left my hair straight with very minimal make up.

He snaked his arm around my waist and brought me closer to him. "You look like a fuckin' goddess, babe. I hope you know that." I smiled and blushed, looking down at my shoes.

"Boys! Right over here!" Some interviewer yelled and that was the start of a very long line of them. Never once did Harry let off my waist. He promised he wouldn't let anything happen and I was starting to believe him.

We came to the mass of photographers and I froze. I hated pictures and Harry knew that. He pulled me into his side and looked down at me. "You look so beautiful." He cooed, kissing my cheek, me looking down and blushing like crazy.

Next thing I new, he was kissing me. As instinct, I wrapped my arms around his neck and played with his curls. He rubbed circles on my waist and smiled at the cameras. I did the same, wrapping my left arm around his lower back.

"JORDYN! HARRY! MORE KISSING! DO IT AGAIN, GOOD SHOT RIGHT HERE." I heard one of them yell and Harry grabbed my hand and led me down the red carpet away from them. We came to a stop to wait until we could actually go into the arena.

"See, you got through that, babe." I smiled and looked in his eyes. "Thank you, Harry. This is absolutely amazing." His face softened and cupped my cheek in his huge hand. "Anything for you, love." Then, he crashed his lips on mine, getting lost in the moment.

Perrie came up to us and ruined the moment. We started talking about everyone's outfits and gossiping about all the hot actors and performers, completely fangirling. Personally, I loved Dylan O'Brien. He was smoking hot.

Harry led me into the huge arena and found our seats. Great thing I was seated in between Harry and Perrie. We chatted and had great laughs waiting for the awards to start. Harry kept a hand on my knee and rubbed circles with his thumb. This was going way better than I had thought.

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