The Mystery Caller

Chapter 2

Clara rolled out of bed. She again managed to knock off everything on her dressing table, and again she turned her phone's alarm off.

She stared at her lock screen for a while. On the screen was a photo of Clara stood with a cardboard cutout of Niall. She smiled at it before getting ready and once again heading out.

Clara got into the nearest Taxi and asked the driver to drop her off at Harry's address but not right outside. As soon as the taxi screeched to a halt she jumped out and hid behind a wall. She couldn't help but feel a little creepy for doing this but she wanted to meet Harry so bad. She walked around the corner and waited... And waited... And waited.
"I guess Harry is smarter than I thought" she sighed. That was until she noticed she was the only one there. She continued to wait until she heard a door opening. Her heart raced faster and faster. Was that Harry? She thought. She walked past and tried to act as normal as possible.

As she got nearer her thoughts were confirmed. There he was, stood at the front door. His curly brown hair covered his eyes a little, and he looked a lot taller than what he did in photographs.

Clara's stomach did backflips, then frontflips. She stood there, and stared. Just like a rabbit in a car's headlights.
"Can I help you?" Said a voice. It was Harry. This brought Clara back into reality.

"OMG HARRY I CANT BELIEVE ITS YOU IVE WAITED AGES FOR THIS PLEASE CAN I HAVE A PHOTO!!!" Clara squealed at the top of her voice.

"Sure" Harry said to her. Clara walked towards her idol and took out her phone and clicked the shutter until it took a photo.
"Could i just ask how you managed to find my house?" Harry laughed.
"I was um, just passing." Clara lied, she couldn't believe she lied to her idol, but she couldn't say she had been googling different addresses for 3 years now could she? That would be far too creepy.

Clara got home and turned on her computer. She saw her mentions going nuts. She found she had a new follower. It was Harry. Harry Styles had just followed her. She ticked off her list of goals and fell onto her bed. "Today has been such a great day" she thought to herself.