----flashback to a month ago----
We were in Maddie's room, about to record another cover for our YouTube channel, when I got a call from an unknown number. I answered, thinking that it could be someone I know. I walked out of Maddie's room and into the kitchen.
"Hello?"
"Hi, how do you do? Is this Aila Indie James?"
Woah. A British accent. He sounds somewhat
familiar.
"Yup, that's me. Who is this?"
"YESS. Hi, Aila, I'm Harry. Harry Styles from One Direction! Also, Gemma's brother? I think we've met before. I was just calling because I watched a video of your band covering one of my mate's song, Heartbreak Girl!"
We met a few times at Gemma's house and we've hung out a few times but nothing more than that. They've never asked to hang out, let alone exchange numbers.
Wait. What. Being the socially awkward person that I am, only this came out.
"Uhh..."
"Aila....? You still there, love?"
HE CALLED ME LOVE.
"Err yeah sorry, I'm just shocked you even watched it and you even called me. Woah..."
I drifted off into thought.
Even if Gemma was related to Harry, I didn't think he would bother to even listen to our band. He was a busy person.
"Hahaha, your welcome, I guess. The thing is, I would love to meet up with you and your band. I'd like to discuss all of your futures, if you want."
"Uhhhh hold on, I have to talk to my bandmates. Just give me a sec!"
"Sure thing, babe."
Running back to Maddie's room, they all looked at me confusingly in unison.
"Indie? What the fuck is wrong? Why do you look so pale?", asked Gemma.
YES. The Gemma Styles.
"GUYS. HARRY FUCKING STYLES IS ON THE PHONE AND HE WANTS TO MEET UP WITH US!!!"
"Dude....how the fuck did my brother get your number??" Gemma was shocked as I was.
"Okay, Harry. You're on speaker. Speak." I said.
" Hello gals. Hi Gemma. Meet up with us so that we can talk to all of you about your futures!" said Harry.
"Harry is this a prank? You know, I will kill you if this is. Also, don't call her Aila, it's Indie, remember?" responded Genma.
"Sis, this isn't. I'm being damn serious. Sorry, Indie. I forgot. I'll text Aila....oops, I meant Indie the deets. Gotta go, bye loves!" And he hangs up.
Not long after, I got a text from Harry.
Meet up at Starbucks at 12pm. We'll have lunch and discuss everything, so do not eat. x
And, that is how it began.
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Hungry
FanfictionNever in a million years would I have thought, we will be touring with One Direction or 5SOS. It all started out with one simple video and then one simple phone call from Harry Styles. Meet Indie James, the lead singer and guitarist of her band, th...
