Instagram Love

Chapter 1

My name is Alyssa Clara Robins. I'm 5'3 and I have long blonde hair. I have deep green eyes and I guess you could say I was skinny, more like in between anorexic and skinny. I'm a senior in high school at Juliard for singing. I'm not obsessed, but I love One Direction. If only I could meet them...

Alyssa's POV:

It was a stormy day in Manhattan. I was walking down the sidewalk in my rain boots and my rain jacket. I was heading to Starbucks to get my daily Vanilla Bean Latte. When I got there I headed inside.

'Um, may I please get a Vanilla Bean Latte? Extra whip please and can I get a little chocolate drizzle on the top?' I said while flashing my killer smile. I had just gotten my braces off and my teeth whitened.

'Sure dahling. Anything for a sweet young lady.' The waitress said in her deep southern accent. She must not be from here...

I nodded and headed over to a booth and say down. I got out my iPhone 5 and opened Instagram.

"50 new followers, 27 new comments" I read. Wow! Maybe being a singer at Juliard makes you semi-famous.

'One Vanilla Bean Latte, Extra whip, choco drizzle.' Some guy said. I stood up an proceeded over to the counter. Suddenly, I felt my phone slipping out of my hand, a sharp pain in my side, and curls all over my face.

'Oh sorry, love. I was running from the fans.' He said while standing up and giving me a hand.

'Oh it's totally fine. Don't wo-' I looked up to see Harry Styles. Holy Crap. 'Oh uh. Hi, I'm Alyssa.' I said while shaking his hand. I blushed a bit.

'Oh I'm Harry' He said and shook back. He picked up my phone and stared at it a few minutes. 'You probably know that.'

'I do but I'm not going to freak out. Don't worry.' I said while smiling.

'One Vanilla Bean Latte!' The guy screamed.

'Oh that's me. Hold on. Sorry' I continued to the counter an grabbed my drink. I took a sip and smiled. It warmed me up. 'So what were we saying?' I asked while watching him look through my phone.

'Oh uh, here's your phone. I hope you don't mind I put my number in there. We should hang out sometime.' He blushed and hands it back.

'No it's totally fine. I wanted your number. I mean. I did not just say that. I'm so sorry. I won't give it out, trust me.' I bit my lip and looked down.

He tilted my head up. 'Its fine, love. It happens all the time.' He rubbed my cheek and smiled.

My phone buzzed and I looked down. "1 new follower. @harrystyles"

'Holy shit. You followed me? How did you get my username so fast?' I asked, shocked.

'I looked at a few pictures, specifically the ones of myself and saw your username. You get a lot of likes. You must be popular. Do you do something? Like dance, sing?' He says while looking into my eyes.

'Oh yeah. Right,right. I sing at Juliard on 55th and 2nd.(I don't know if that's right. Just guessing) Apparently, my name got around and I started gaining followers, gigs, likes. Stuff like that. But not as famous as you of course.' I said while smiling and placing my hand on his arm.

He blushed a bit. 'Well, maybe you could sing for the boys and I once. Or we could come to your shows sometime.' He smile and stepped closer.

I kissed his check. 'Im really sorry but I have to go. I have rehearsals for the performance this weekend. If you want to come I can text you the details.' I say while grabbing my purse.

He smiled larger. 'Of course I want to come. I'll be waiting for the text' He grabs my hand and squeezes it.

I smile, wave a three finger wave and walk outside. I breath in and scream inside to myself. Wow. I just met Harry Styles. I walked on down the street and inside to the theater.

'Sorry I'm late. I met Har- I mean I met a friend. It won't happen again.' I bit my lip and sipped my latte.

'Whateva. Don't be late again, Elyssa!' My teacher said with her French accent.

I mimicked her as she said it. I giggled at myself and immediately got to work.