Samantha’s P.O.V
I woke up to the sound of my little brother banging on my bedroom door.
“Sam you got to get up now” he yelled.
“I’m up” I whined as I dragged myself out of bed and into the shower ready for school. After 10 minutes I was blow-drying my hair and slipping on some clothes on. I put on a quick coat of mascara and walked downstairs.
“Morning” I said lazily and grabbing a slice of toast. I had a pretty normal family. A mum and dad, a younger brother who was 7 and older sister who is 25 and lives elsewhere with her husband. My parents had her young. Im 17 and in my first year of sixth form.
I had 4 best friends, Sophie being my main best friend. We met in year 7 and have been inseparable ever since even if she was a crazed One Direction fan.
“You have to be out of here in 5 minutes love” mum said.
I bit into my toast and finished with a gulp of juice and took my bag off the side. I ran to the front door with a quick bye and left.
I had a 15 minute walk to school. Seeing as I was alone for this time my mind would slip away and think of Harry. I felt like we had a moment at the day of my shoot. It felt weird. I had never spoken to him, or seen him. He probably had forgotten all about me by now. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I swear there had to be something between us…
What am I thinking?
As I walked on my own I couldn’t get him out of my mind. It was impossible. I should be getting him off my mind. But I couldn’t. His hair, dimples, eyes, lips…
“SAM!” Sophie screamed running into me out of nowhere crushing me with a hug causing my mind to snap back into reality.
“Nice to see you to” I laughed
“you never guess what! I can’t believe this!” she screeched “You know I had that VIP ticket to see One Direction?! Well I managed to get another and now…YOU’RE COMING WITH ME!” she screamed at the top of her lungs. “Your mum already knows and she said it’s fine, can you believe it?” she asked. “WERE GOING TO ACTUALLY MEET ONE DIRECTION…IN PERSON!” She flailed her arms around in the air whilst screaming as I stood in shock.
“Wow that’s…great” I said swallowing hard. But Sophie was too busy jumping around to notice my worry.
I was going to see Harry again.
Harry’s P.O.V
It had been about a week since I found Samantha’s Twitter. It gave me Goosebumps just thinking about her. I looked on her twitter everyday just to see what she was doing. I felt to so awkward to follow her or even tweet her. I had no idea why, I had never even spoken to her. Normally when I liked a girl I would ask her out. Why did I have this strange feeling in my stomach whenever I thought of her?
“Come on curly time to rehearse for tomorrow” Zayn yelled at me. We made our way up to the stage and preformed to an empty concert hall.
“And all your little things” We all sang the last line in little things in unison.
“Good one boys” our manager said as we were allowed to go off for a 10 minute break.
I jumped into one of the plushed seats in the audience and checked her twitter.
Going with @Sophie_1D to see One Direction tomorrow night with VIP tickets :D
“Oh my God” I whispered as I pulled my curls. “Im actually going to meet her” I said under my breath.
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Samantha’s P.O.V
(Attachment on the side is what Samantha is wearing >>>> )
I stepped out of the cab followed by Sophie outside the O2 arena. I wore my light blue skinny jeans, a white cross vest top and a short denim waist coat with my white converses. Sophie wore her floral pattern dress and black heels. She looked absolutely stunning.
We walked into the arena and took our front row seats. Before long the open act was over and we sat waiting for One Direction.
The black curtain fell to the floor revealing five attractive superstars standing still. “Oh God there’s Harry” I mumbled to myself. I saw Harry’s eyes scan the audience as if he was looking for something. His eyes landed on me, my legs turned to jelly and I swear my heart skipped a beat. A smile spread across his face and I smiled to. I felt the same feeling in my stomach as I had the first time I saw him. Just think. In an hours’ time I would be talking to him.
Harry’s P.O.V
The curtain fell and we stood on stage soaking in the millions of screams from the girls. My eyes searched the audience for her. Where was she? I couldn’t see her. I started to panic. She said she would be here. Maybe something has happened? What if she is hurt? I really hope not. I finally found her. She was sat in the front row looking up at me. A smile spread across both of our faces. I was going to be talking to her in an hours’ time. I could feel my heart rapidly beat faster as I continued to sing.
Throughout the concert our eyes would meet occasionally and I could feel my heart swell under her gaze.
Samantha’s P.O.V
I watched the show with a grin on my face and with a pounding heart.
It was finally over, and the VIP people were ushered backstage.
“This way please” a man with sweat dripping down his face pushed us into a room.
We walked in and everyone took up the sofas and chairs spread across the room. Sophie and I stood in the corner of the room waiting. As I looked around the room there were some shy looking girls and some girls with bleach blond hair and 10 inches of make-up spread across their face wearing skirts that should be called belts instead they were that high. They were sat on a sofa giggling and talking loudly.
“Oh my God Harry and I are destined to be together, do you think he will like me?” orange slag one giggled. Of course she would fancy Harry.
“Of course he will babes! You’re stunning; he will be drooling over you. He won’t be able to keep his hands off you…besides there are no attractive girls here anyway” orange slag 2 replied
10 minutes passed and the slags started to scream. I felt someone tap me on the shoulder and I turned around.
I saw him stand there centre meters away from me.
“Hi, Im Harry Styles”…
