Gotta be You

Chapter Two

“I’m Harry Styles,” he exasperated with a sigh.

 He looked deep into my eyes. His eyes were so green, so warm, and so trusting as if pleading me to understand what had happened and trust him. I thought about it for a few seconds and decided to comprehend his celebrity status and his problems with paparazzi. 

I didn’t know why I wasn't hugging or screaming at him, but my heart was beating so fast and so loudly, that I was afraid he would hear. I realized how gorgeous he looked and so much more handsome than the photos. When I was lost in my thoughts, I must have been staring at him at the same time  because his warm look was replaced by a quizzical one.

 “Why aren’t you talking? Wait, is it possible that you don’t know me? I’m from One Direction. You know, the famous British-Irish boy band? That’s why those paparazzi were hounding me.... Please talk.” He explained rapidly and unbelievingly of the fact that a teenage girl in America might not have heard of him and his mates. 

I quickly reminded myself to be calm, then tried to respond.

“Oh, I’m sorry. I was lost in my thoughts and yes, I know who you are and I totally understand what happened. It’s okay, you don’t need to apologize.” I replied frantically. Was that too awkward and formal? What do I say or do now? Does he think I’m weird for being in La La Land for such a long time? 

I relaxed when he replied kindly and when his eyes became welcoming again, “That’s good, I’m glad to hear it. Don’t worry about the zoning off moment. Are you a fan of ours?” Harry asked, and turned his attention back on the road again when the stop light turned green. 

“Yes, I am. I’m a very big fan to tell you the truth, so are my friends. You don’t know how excited I am in the inside! Is it weird that I’m not screaming and damaging your eardrums right now? By the way, where are we going?” I blabbed, a little more calmly.

 Harry laughed, "It is uncommon to see fans like you, but I guess you’re different. Also, to answer your question, the place that I’m taking you to is a surprise. Don’t be afraid, it’s not like I’m kidnapping you!” Harry joked with his classic cheeky grin.

 I nodded and wondered where he was talking us. Harry seemed super carefree which made me felt much more comfortable around him. 

“What’s your name, babe?” Harry asked causally.

 I blushed at the fact that he just called me babe even though I knew that it was their habit, but I can never get use to it because no Canadians refer people as ‘babe’ in conversations.

“Kaitlyn.” I replied with a smile.

“Kaitlyn,” he repeated. For some reason, it sounded as if he was singing when he repeated it. “that’s a beautiful name.”

I blushed; no one have ever said my name was beautiful.

“Thank you, Harry.” I couldn’t help but smile, he is so sweet and he makes you feel so special, and not like you’re just another crazy fan. 

Then, I realized he was still driving me somewhere. I wondered about where we’re going, but I didn't want to annoy him by asking again.

After a couple of minutes, we arrived at a tall, businesslike building. We stepped out of the car, and I followed Harry silently into the building with tight security. I pondered where we were at, I pondered about more things, I pondered if this is my first and last chance of seeing Harry; I just couldn’t stand that thought so I focused more on my surroundings. 

The security guards eyed me suspiciously, but let me go in after Harry. Harry entered the building with me, who followed close behind. Then, he stopped so suddenly and so unexpectedly that I bumped into his back. 

“Oh, I’m sorry. Why did you stop so suddenly?” I questioned. Harry didn’t reply, but gestured me to enter the room beside us. 

I obeyed; I was curious about what was in the room. As I stepped through the door, my heart raced and I lost my breath to what I saw in front of me. It was so unexpected and so much too take in; it was such an amazing surprise! I was, soon, filled with emotions. 

Directly in front of me, there were four couches; two group couches and two single ones. The two group ones were occupied by boys who were relaxing and they looked angelic than ever; those boys were the other members from One Direction.