Finally, it was our turn to meet them. I went over and hugged each one of them. Then we took a photo. I had a fangirl moment inside but I kept my cool. They signed our shirts and posters and hats and gave us all their headshots with autographs. I didn't bother too look at them right then and there, so I just kept them in my hand until we reached the car. When I sat down, I felt something tucked into my flannel. I took it out, and it was a piece of paper, folded. I unfolded it, and read what it said. It said:
"Hey, I saw you from the audience, and I thought you were gorgeous. And was so happy I got to meet you. Please call/text me sometime, so we could hang out. My number is on the headshot.
Love,
Harry Styles"
I literally couldn't believe it. I was as still as a statue. "Alee, are you ok? What's that piece of paper on your holding?" Michele asked, taking the piece of paper. I watched her as she read it. She had the exact same reaction as me. "Omg girl do you know what this means?!" She asked excitedly. "What," I answered. "It means you got your celeb crush crushing on YOU!" she said to me. "Omg I don't know what to do! What should I say to him?!" I panicked. "Calm down, we'll figure this out," Michele said calmly. Finally, we got to her house and thought. And thought. And thought.
