Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve

Chapter 3

She felt her heart racing within seconds. She had just heard about them last night. How could she being seeing a member from One Direction in Chicago? In all the places in the world? Why would he be in Chicago, alone? She stared him a little longer till she decided it was not possible for her to be seeing Harry Styles not even 24 hours after learning about his presence. 

She turned around again and walked towards The Water Tower Place. 

“Hey, Miss! Miss!” she heard from behind. She didn’t think it was her being called so she kept walking, till she felt a tap on her shoulder. 

“Hey, you dropped this. I thought you would notice,” the man said as he handed her the cap to her lenses. She took the cover from his hands. 

“Oh thanks,” she said. She looked at the man and realized it was the person staring at her. 

“Excuse me, but uhm, this may seem far-fetched, but uhm, are you Harry Styles,” she asked the man. “I mean you look a whole lot like him.” she added.

The man laughed a little, “you’re the first to notice,” he said with his thick British accent. “I am the Harry Styles,” he said and bowed.

She laughed a little, blushing. He towered over her. He looked to be about 5’10” and she was only 4’10”. 

“You’re an amazing singer,” she said, still blushing. She didn’t know how she was able to talk. She thought even if she ever did meet him, she wouldn’t be able to say a word to him. She’d be so starstruck and the first celebrity she met was Steve Carell and she could barely say a word to him. With Harry, it seemed natural.

“Thanks,” he said. She looked down at the floor, feeling shy at this point. She never thought she would actually meet him at all. She felt blessed just to know about who he is but to actually meet him was a miracle.

“Hey,” he said, placing his hand gently on her shoulder, and lowering his head down a little lower to hers. “Don’t be shy,” he said. 

She looked up, looking into his green eyes. “Sorry, just, wow. I’m not prepared. I didn’t think I’d meet you ever.” she said. “where’s all the other boys,” she asked him.

“Oh, we came for a visit. Chicago is our favorite city in America. We like to come here when we can.” he said. She nodded, listening to him. He likes Chicago; must be because of the architecture, she thought. 

Her face brightened. Her eyes twinkling with the sun hitting her face. It made her look beautiful. “I love Chicago too. I come here to take pictures of the buildings. Even when I’ve taken thousands of pictures of these buildings but you can never have enough when there are so many angles that can make the building look so different.” she said, smiling. She looked up to him. He looked even more perfect in person. She couldn’t handle it. She wanted to tell him he was the most beautiful, perfect being she had ever seen in her life. 

“I saw your camera.  Figured you take pictures. You must be really good,” he said.

She blushed again, looking down to the ground and then back at him. “I’m okay,” she giggled. “I’ve been taking pictures for 2 years now. I usually take pictures of buildings and flowers,” she added. She wished she could ask him to hang out but she was sure he must be busy. 

“Do you think I can see some of them,” he asked. 

She cocked her head a bit, confused. Harry Styles wanted to see my pictures? She thought to herself. “Uhm, sure, I mean most of them are on my laptop, and my laptop is home. It’s about a 45 minute drive though. I don’t know if you have the time-” she said before she was cut off.

“I have time,” he said, with a smile. She let out a deep breath, feeling weak in her knees. His accent. She couldn’t handle it. How did she get so lucky that within a matter of 24 hours, less than, that she would meet Harry Styles?

“Alright, well my car is over in the parking garage. It’s a few blocks down.” she said, pointing in the direction of the car.

“So, how long have you been living in the lovely city of Chicago,” Harry asked, while they both walked towards her car.