Love at age 13

Uhhmmm... Did we just?.... Nevermind...

He cupped my face with two, very warm, soft, bare hands. This is a dream.

This is a dream.

This is a dream.

This is a dream.

This is a dream.

This is a dream.

This is a DREAM!!

This couldn't be happening.... Right?

'I saw that one coming.' Louis' voice came from behind Harry, as we felt a camera flash coming from Nina. Harry was the one who propped his head back from breaking up the kiss. Harry smirked at me, then just kept walking as the rest followed, leaving me behind to stand in shock, my jaw dropping.

What the f-hell?

Your just gonna walk away like nothing happened?

Your freaking kidding me right?

Oh yea, that's normal. I bet you Harry kisses all his fans, smirk, say nothing, and just walk away like nothing FREAKING HAPPENED!!

I touched my lips, not believing the fact that I just pressed lips with Harry styles. And my friends?! What the hell were they doing just standing there, saying absolutely nothing!!?? Like, come on, I expected a squeal or two from each one and not just absolute silence.

I walked, putting my jacket- I held with me just in case I got cold- on, lifting up the hoodie as it covered my hair. I walked in absolute silence by myself, halfway throughout the walk, without speaking to Harry.

We reached the hotel, everyone spoke but me as I said not a word... Surprisingly, neither did Harry. He was in the front of the crowd, leading us to the lobby and elevator while I was in the way back, following them. He glanced behind him, wondering where I was as his eyes spotted mine. He smiled? Looking back in front of him and down at the ground. I walked faster just to catch up with him but we waited in the elevator room anyways so there was no point. It was kinda awkward, just standing next to Harry after what just happened between us. I mean, I always fantasized about being 17 years of age and snogging Styles, but I didn't realize that would happen for sure!

Louis pushed the button to the elevator as awkward silence and whistling roamed through the air. The elevator opened as we all got in with two other teenage girls in the elevator. They were chatting with each other, but that suddenly stopped when they saw the beautiful band they call One Direction. The blonde on the right squealed, jumping up and down, surprised they'd actually see the boys. Harry looked kind of annoyed, playing with a curl and looking down at the floor with an annoyed smile.

'OHMYGOD YOUR ONE DIRECTION!' the brunette squealed on the left. Liam smiled politely, as did Louis. Zayn had a soothing smile, relaxed to be more discriptive. He acted like he was cool (which he was- still is). Niall was too focused on Nina, wouldn't be surprised if he didn't give a flying shit about these girls. I could tell all the boys needed right now, were fans squealing with happiness, reminding them they're one direction.

'HI!' the blondie jumped.

'Hi babe.' Liam smiled. I glanced at Ali, the jealousy already roaming through her. She bit her lip, not caring if she'll have soars in her mouth afterwards.

The girl looked at her friend as they both squealed. I was about to push the elevator button, when Harry blocked my hand from touching the buttons. I looked up at him questioningly as his hand covered mine. We were blocked by our friends as they stalled the two girls. Harry put a finger over his lips, silencing me, nodding his head at the girls.

'We dont want them to know what floor were on.' he whispered. I nodded my head slowly, understanding him. He side smiled, stepping back since he was so close to me, and slowly let go of my hand as his fingers slid of mine, tickling my hand sending me chills down my back and neck.