Shaheen and I are standing in front of the door where we are supposed to meet One Direction. We are to anxious to open the door. Then out of nowhere, the door swings open, and standing there was the real, 100% Harry Styles "Oh hello! Nice to meet you!' He's smiling so big I swear he's a little kid who just got a bag full of candy. "H-Hi nice to meet you Harry!" Smooth Emma, smooth. "Wow you are even prettier in person." I begin to blush "Hah thanks. This is Shaheen." "Hey there Shaheen I'm so happy to meet you!" she's beaming happy it's not even funny. "Omigosh you too!" Just then Niall walks next to Harry and just stairs at Shaheen. I swear he's blushing. "Hey there loves, nice to meet you." Niall stairs at me smiling only for a second before turning his attention back to Shaheen. I mean I see why. She's the prettiest person I've seen. Harry surprisingly takes my hand and walks me into what I'm guessing is a relaxing room. He sits me down next to him. "So, how have you been?" okay Emma, don't be fake be yourself, but don't be a retard "Pretty amazing since I may get a record deal and I'm meeting One Direction! How about you?" nice Emma, you didn't act like a full on idiot! And did Harry just blush there? I dismiss the thought. He's probably just a little hot in here. "Well I'm pretty good too. I mean who wouldn't feel so damn amazing if they met you." I'm shocked by his response. I mean the language I don't care I speak worse than that sometimes. But the other part where he said he felt amazing because he met me?!? I'm probably blushing as red as a tomato but I don't care. I look over to Shaheen who's jaw is dropped starring at me. She takes out her phone and holds out her finger to indicate Niall she'll be short. I soon feel a buzz on my phone "Can you hold on a sec?" I ask politely to Harry. "No problem." He smiles cheekily and I look at my iPhone From:Shaheen- I just heard what Harry just said to you!! He's so in love with you it's adorable!" I slightly chuckle at her text because of her crazy remark about Harry To: Shaheen- Oh please Shaheen, not possible. But I think Niall is drop dead in love with you. He hasn't taken his eyes off of you! And have you been spying on me and Harry? You're so dead:P I turn my attention back to Harry. "So... Emma I was wandering would you mind singing for me? I know it sounds weird and all, but I just love your voice" he begins to blush and so do I. My jaw slightly drops open. "Uhm, yeah of course. Only if you sing with me." I smile cheekily and somehow his smile gets bigger. My phone then vibrates intensively I un-lock my phone From:Shaheen-Nah Niall would never be into me... From:Shaheen-Okay, he's in love with you! From:Shaheen- OMIGOD HE ASKED YOU TO SING WITH HIM AND HE'S RED AS A TOMATO WHEN YOU SAID YOU'D SING IF HE SANG WITH YOU! I slightly groan To:Shaheen- shuuuuuut upppp he's nice and all but he doesn't like me! now let me talk to him in peace and stop spying! I finally turn my full attention to Harry. "So what do you want to sing?" Harry smiles even more. I wonder what's going on in that pretty little head of his...
*Harry's POV*
So don't you worry your pretty little mind
People throw rocks at things that shine
And life makes love look hard
The stakes are high, the water's rough
But this love is ours
"Wooohhhhooo yeah Harry and Emma!" Shaheen and Niall cheer in unison. Emma starts to laugh. She has the most amazing voice, but I've realized that she's even more amazing. "God you're so good at singing Harry!" Emma says brightly. "Hah thanks, but I'm nowhere close to how good you are." She looks down and blushes. "Hey Harry can I steal Emma from you for a second?" Shaheen says politely. "Yeah of course." I smile. But this weird feeling tells me that I don't want her to leave. After the two girls leave the room Niall walks to me quickly "Harry you totally like her don't you?!?" I'm taken back by Niall's question. I try to avoid answering the question. "Well you sure like Shaheen." "Yeah I do. And I'm not afraid to admit it so why are you?" "Damn Niall." I say jokingly. "It's true. I saw the way you were acting around her." I look down and back up to a smiling Niall. "Well, she's too good for me. Too goddamn beautiful." Niall's scoffs "Whatever you say Hazza." he says with a smirk on his face before he walks back to Shaheen since they just returned. Emma sits back on the couch we were sitting on before next to me. "Okay Emma, I got you pumped up, now you gotta sing alone sooner or later." "Well I chose later." she smiles brightly. I stare into her hazel eyes. I realize how pretty they are. But something tells me that she's not very confident in her self. But I'll change that. *An Hour Later* "HARRY PUT ME DOWNNNNN!" Emma exclaimed. She hits me on the back and it's pretty painful. Whoever says girls are weak is a retard. "Nope! You have to sing." She groans loudly "Never gonna happen." I out her down gently. She's now looking straight at me. She looks pretty pissed. "You Harry Styles, are so dead." I smile lightly "I'm sooooo going to tell the rest of the band when I meet them. I'm so gonna tell them how mean you are!" she sticks her tongue out at me. "Harry you just got served." Niall says while smirking "Shut up Niall." Emma surprisingly hits me in my stomach "Ohhhh you're so getting it now Fletcher." "Shit" she mumbles under her breath. Then she bolts out of the room. "Go Emma!" Niall and Shaheen yell in unison. Ignoring them I run after Emma. I catch up to her but she's a little head. She's pretty fast. She opens the door to the outside and just keeps on running but I still run after her determined to catch her. I finally get close to her and I grab her by her waist from behind and I lift her of the ground. "HARRY! God boy put me down you goddamn famous person!" she hits me on my hands since thats the only target she can get a hold of. "Noooooo you hit me in my stomach and you won't sing with your beautiful voice." I kind of tickle her on the stomach and she begins to laugh hysterically. "Harry, I'm majorly ticklish,stoopp!" I put her down. I turn her around and I forget that my arms are still around her waist. "Why won't you just sing for me?" I say seriously. She looks down. She looks back up at me straight into my eyes. "I just won't Harry." "But why?" she begins to tear up. "Whats wrong?" "I HATE MY VOICE OKAY?!? I HATE MYSELF, I HATE HOW I'M NEVER GOING TO BE AS PRETTY AS OTHER GIRLS! I HATE EVERYTHING ABOUT MY GODDAMN SELF!" I'm very surprised about what she just said. She runs back into the building tears streaming down her face. I run after her. She runs into the ladies room. Even though I may look like a pervert I run in after her.She's sitting in a corner crying. I sit next to her and hug her close to me. "Emma your voice is so freaking amazing. You're so damn beautiful more than any other girl I've ever met. Everything about you is so goddamn amazing." "Thank you." she says softly. "It's all true." I say as I softly his her on her head.
