Impulse [A Harry Styles FanFiction]

Chapter 4- More Than This

POV Harry

"Thank you so much for coming on the show boys! I wish you good luck your show later this week and on the rest of your tour."

"Thanks for having us." the five of us say in unison.

The on air sign goes dim and I lean back in my chair. I hear the chants and screams of excited fans outside the radio station.

"That's mad," Liam observes the crowd of chanting fans out the window..

Paul walks in looking ten times more relaxed than he did before our interview and pats us all on the back. Maxwell thanks him and the two make small talk for the next few minutes.

I pull out my phone and stare at the new contact in my phone. Auden.

Sort of a peculiar name if you ask me- 

"Who's that?" Niall asks peering over my shoulder.

"An American girl I met earlier. Quite pretty, seems very nice." I note.

"Carry on then, text her!"

I type a new message to her.

Hi this is Harry ;D

I shove my phone in my pocket before Niall can interrogate me more and follow the rest of the boys out of the studio. Our security guards meet us in the hallway and lead us outside into the madness.

"You boys have five minutes tops to greet the fans. You are needed back at the hotel by 6:30 for fitting and you have to be up early for rehearsal," Paul instructs.

The door opens and the excited cheers grow louder. I can't help but smile at all the love and support we are receiving. It's amazing.

Louis jogs to the right and goes down the line high-fiving a bunch of fans before stopping to sign a girls poster. Niall and I walk over the the opposite side and go up the line signing as many posters as we can while posing for dozens and dozens of flashing cameras and cell phones.

The scene is quite chaotic. Crowds of fans always scare me because everyone's pushing each other and I would feel terribly responsible if someone were to get hurt.

A small girl who looks to be around 8 or 9 is getting crushed. I kneel down in front of the stanchion and extend a hand to her.

The purest smile appears on her face as I bring her through the stanchions away from the crowd.

"I'm Harry, what's your name?"

"Lucy," she replies as she rocks on her heals.

"It's nice to meet you Lucy. Would you like me to sign your poster?" I ask.

She nods and hands me her poster and I scribble my name across the bottom. I hand it back to her and she wraps her small arms around me pulling me into a hug.

It is the sweetest most precious moment of the entire tour so far. I love how sweet and happy this girl is to see me. She slowly breaks out of the hug and turns to face the growing crowd.

I stand up from my kneel and take her small hand.

"Where's your mum, love?" I ask scanning the crowd.

I would feel bad if I just left the small girl now. The poor girl is so small she would get trampled. She points to a lady with sleek black hair and bangs who seems to have just pushed her way through through the crowd.

I ask security to let her mum through and walk the two safely out. I say goodbye to Lucy and continue signing posters and taking pictures with the fans.