Sparks Fly (A One Direction Fanfic)

Chapter 2: Prada Purses, Phone Numbers, and Paparazzi

Sofia’s POV:

A million things flashed through my mind.

One of them being why is Harry Styles at a taco place in New York City at 2 in the morning.

The other is that I’m stepping on a shard of glass that hurts like hell.

As I shifted off the piece of glass, I took Harry’s hand and shook it roughly. He looked at me longingly as we slowly shook hands for twenty seconds. He had the stupid giddy smirk on his face that I always saw in pictures, and though I never thought I would ever see him in person, here he is, holding my hand-well, shaking it- while we’re standing on shards of glass.

“So?” he questioned as we let go of each other’s hands, “what’s your name gorgeous?”

If it wasn’t for the fact that THE Harry Styles was standing in front of me, I would have passed out because he called me gorgeous.

“Sofia” I said smiling.

“Wow. A pretty name for a pretty girl”.

He was flirting with me, and Erin and I could both tell. Suddenly, four other heads bobbed up from cleaning up the glass. It was the rest of the band! I was literally crying as each of them introduced themselves to Erin and I.

Erin’s POV:

I couldn’t believe my luck. Sofia and I had been huge fans of One Direction since the X-Factor, and we talked about meeting them all the time, but we had never imagined actually meeting them ever. All of them were SO sweet and polite. When Niall walked up to me to introduce himself, I felt something strong. I knew I had feelings for him, but I just wasn’t sure if they were good or bad yet.

“Would you guys maybe… um… like to finish dinner with us?” Harry asked in his adorable British accent.

While saying that, he looked Sofia right in the eyes the whole time. I couldn’t help but feel happy for her, because she has never had much hope with guys. Her only boyfriend was Andrew Price, who WAS on the football team, but he was a player and a jerk. I usually got all the guys, so I was happy that some guy was interested, especially after Andrew cheated on her, for the fourth time. And I could tell Harry liked her. I mean, come on. If anyone can tell if someone likes someone, it’s going to be me.  Like, what can I say? I was head cheerleader in high school, and Sofia was co-captain. She was always in my shadow, so I know what’s best for her.

We all sat down at the boys’ round table. I sat between Zayn and Niall, and Sofia sat between Harry and Louis. I noticed that Louis seemed to look at Sofia weird, like he didn’t like her. I don’t really know what she did, but he really gave her the evil eye when she talked to Harry. Zayn seemed to be really into me, but really, who isn’t??

After dinner, we were going our separate ways when all the boys asked for our numbers. I gave mine to all of them, and I saw Sofia give hers to Harry at the end. I started to walk away and leave them alone when I heard someone yell,

“GUYS! ITS ONE DIRECTION!”

I turned around and saw a dozen cameramen crowd around the boys and Sofia. I ran over there to get her out, when they crowded around me too. They kept on asking Sofia is she was dating Harry, because when they approached them together, she was putting her number in his phone. After intimidating me and asking who I was dating, they finally left. I pulled Sofia away, pissed off.

One of those damn paparazzi stepped on my $450 Prada purse, and I was ready to crack some skulls. Sofia turned to Harry and waved as the other boys dragged him into the car against his will.

Sofia spent the whole night bragging about Harry and how he is ‘amazing’ and ‘perfect’.

It made me kind of want to shoot her to be honest.

I just kept on thinking about Niall. What is it about him that I like? I can’t put my finger on it, but I’m not the one to give up on a guy.

Watch out, Niall Horan, I’m about to make you mine.

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Ohhhhhh!! 

Its getting crayyy!! 

~Sofia~