Kiwi // H.S.

Part 1: Tall, Dark Hair.

"Kiwi! Why did you choose Kiwi as your stage name?!"
"Kiwi! Can you sign my shirt!" "
"Oh my god your Kiwi!"
"Sorry everyone, she doesn't have time for questions or autographs right now!"
I flip my sunglasses from my forehead down my face to cover my eyes, and pull my hood up.
Gene opened the door to the limo and I got in, she popped in right after.
"Wow, mess out there isn't it." She said to me.
"Ya, I love the fans though."
"They are fun sometimes."
I look down at the 'S' tattoo on my wrist and smile. The S stands for Sunny, my best friend, when I left to go to Hollywood for my record deal, I had her initial tattooed on me so I can always remember her. I think back to the last time we saw eachother.
"Sunny! Hey!"
She turns her head and her long blond hair twirls
"Daisy! Did you get it? The record deal?!"
"Yea!"
"Your joking?!?"
"Nope, as serious as a heart attack."
"Wow that's crazy! Have you thought of a stage name yet?"
"No not quite, I'm thinking of something like Strawberry, or Kiwi, like a fruit or something."
"You should do kiwi, that's my favorite."
"Will do then."
"Daisy,"
I'm cut off by my day dream.
"Sorry. What is it?"
"We're here."
"2019 music awards crazy that were actually here."
"Yup. Now let's just hope you win!"
"Ya."
We get out and are immediately stormed by paparazzi. Same questions.
Sign this, sign that, blah blah blah.
When we finally get in and take a seat, they are having some troubles with the lighting. "I have to pee." I whisper to gene.
"Oh ok. I will come"
"No don't, Thats weird."
I get up and walk to the bathroom. I pull out my phone to see a message from Sunny.
S: im streaming the award right now on my phone.
D: ok. But don't be upset if I don't win, I'm not expecting to.
I bump into someone.
"Oh my god I'm so s-"
I look up. I don't recognize the face. But he is really cute.
"Oh it's ok love, I- your Kiwi? Correct?"
He says. He is English and has a very deep voice.
"Um. Ya."
I laugh. A very nervously sounding laugh. Kinda dumb.
"I'm Harry, I like your name, very similar to one of my songs." He laughs.
"I-wait you sing?"
He laughs.
"Ya. I do. I feel stupid for saying this but, have you not heard from me before?"
"What's your name?"
I instantly felt stupid for saying that because I already know his name is Harry, I should have said what is your last name.
"Harry Styles."
"Hmh. Doesn't ring a bell."
"Oh really? What about the band One Direction?"
One Direction... oh!
"One Direction?! My best friend was obsessed with them when we were like 10."
"Oh. Haha. I was in that band."
He laughs. Just as nervously as I did.
"Hey um.. another stupid question, are you single?"
I laugh.
"Ya. I am. Are you?"
"Ya Uh, actually I now ex just broke up with me."
"Oh I'm so sorry to hear that. Well, here is my number talk to me sometime."
I say and hand him a price of paper.
I continue on to the bathroom and I don't know if he walked away or not.
D: remember that band you used to like one Direction
S: ya why.
D: I just met one of the guys.
S: no you didn't. What one?!
D: he was Tall,Dark Hair
S: do not Louis or Niall...Liam, Harry or Zayn?
D: Harry I think.
S: oh cool, not my personal favorite, now if you would have met Niall, it would have been another story.
D: lol