I got back onto the elevator, my smile never leaving my face. As the elevator doors closed I broke down into tears and quickly cupped my mouth with my hand to stuffle my sobs. I could not believe what had just happened to me. I have just met the four out of five most important people in my entire life. With a couple of deep breaths, I stopped my self from crying. I needed to pull it together and go find Harry.
The elevator doors opened and I stepped out, looking around at my surroundings, where the hell is the pool? I tried to trace my steps back, because I know I passed a swimming pool earlier today. I passed the smoothie bar exchanging a wave and a smile with Darren. I began to reconize the places around me, the fancy resteraunt, the spa, I had seen these all before and I knew I was heading the right way. The smell of chlorine filled my nose and I knew the pool was close.
Breathing became harder and my chest felt heavy, I was about to meet the man that I have an unhealthy, undying, love for. Looking down at the ground I noticed wet footprints along the ground, they must be from people at the pool. I followed the footprints and the scent of chlorine until the enormous pool came into veiw. There was about 50 white chairs surrounding the pool , all filled with people. The water was also crowded with a ton of swimming children. I frantically looked around the pool, in the water, and in every chair but no Harry. I was so dissapointed I double checked everywhere just to make sure. My throat tightened and tears formed in my eyes but this time it was because I was upset.
I mentally yelled at myself for being so pathetic. I had the most amazing time of my life meeting four out of five of One Direction and I was crying because I didn't meet Harry. It was one of the most selfish things I have ever done and I hated myself for it. Some girls will never get this chance like I did. I opened the pictures on my phone that I took with the other boys and my smile was instantly returned to my face. I became emotional again and figured I should probably go tell somebody about this. Darren immediantly came to my head and I practically ran to the smoothie bar and propped myself onto a stool.
"What's up Em?" Darren smiled, I couldn't even speak, how do you even begin to tell someone you've just met One Direction? He was in the middle of making a smoothie for a little girl that was waiting on the stool next to me. "Seriously Emily what's going on you look like you're about to cry" He began to look concerned.
"Darren you'll never believe what just happened to me." My cheeks we aching but my smile was never going to go away.
"What Emily? Oh my gosh what happened?" He was so eager for me to tell him, he leaned on the counter his face extremly closed to mine.
"I just met One Direction." I said, as soon as the words registered through his mind, his jaw dropped.
"You're joking.'" He exclaimed, standing upright. I shook my head frantically. "Emily I swear if you're lying to me."
"I'm not!" I practically screamed
"Listen I know I'm a guy and I should think they're gay or whatever but I've got respect for them. I know that they make a shit load of money and they are like the number one boyband in the world and they are on this ship? That's crazy. I still don't believe you!" I was so surprised by his reaction, most guys, like he said, hate them with a burning passion.
"I'll show you the pictures!" I shouted, clicking the photos app on my phone with a shaking hand. I gave him my phone and watched his expression as he scrolled through the many photos of me with famous boyband members. I took my phone from him and looked at the pictures myself. As soon as I saw the photo of me and Louis I broke down into tears. I cupped my mouth with my hand to muffle the sobs as I scrolled through the other photos with Niall, Liam, and Zayn. The realization that I had just met the boys that have saved my life was beggining to kick in. Tears fell onto my phone an I stared at the last picture I took with Zayn.
