OTRA HAS FUCKING STARTED OMG SORRY BUT OTRA!¡!!¡ THIS PICTURE AW HARRY
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Ali's POV
I heard a small 'omph' as I crashed into the person and we fell to the ground. I quickly got up apologizing and offering a hand to the person. I didn't realize who I'd just run into until I looked up.
My jaw dropped and my heart was going crazy in my chest.
"I'm so sorry I didn't mean to run into you like that, it was an accident I promise! Oh my god I'm so sorry are you okay? I love you so much oh my god I'm sorry oh my god," I started rambling and my hands were shaking. I was afraid he'd hate me even though I knew the boys weren't like that.
"Calm down love," a deep voice chuckled. "It didn't hurt and I hope you're alright as well." He took my hands to stop them from shaking.
I didn't have words and I didn't notice I was crying until he pulled my into his chest giving me a hug. "Why are you crying, love?"
I didn't answer right away, I couldn't process the fact that Harry Styles was hugging me right now and that he called me love.
"I... I just... You- I don't know," i blubbered embarrassingly.
After being comforted in his arms for a while longer, I had calmed down enough to the point point where I could function. The concert was over but I was extremely tired and I knew I wouldn't be able to make it through all the screaming girls and back to the car so Harry offered that I stay in the back room until they were ready to leave the venue and then Paul would help me back to the car.
I gratefully accepted then remembered Anne. Taking out my phone, I called her.
"Anne?" I spoke tiredly.
"Ali?! Where are you! I was worried that you got lost! Oh, are you lost, is that it? I can come find you if you'd like. Are you okay? Where are you?" She rapidly questioned me.
Sighing, I explained how I had run into Harry and what was happening and received a high pitched squealing on the other end of the line. She told me she'd wait at the bathrooms [A/N LARRY OMAHAOCKWHA SORRY] and so I went to go find her, hoping I wouldn't get lost again.
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I walked up to the bathrooms, seeing Anne with a smile on her face and led her back to the back room, listening to her ramble the whole time, me occasionally joining in and fangirling over the boys.
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When we got back, Harry was waiting for us, I'm assuming he heard Anne and knew we were coming. Anne squealed and tried to stay calm, not bursting into tears like I had. She ran up to Harry and hugged him as if her life depended on it. He smiled softly and looked down at her, wrapping his arms around her.
"What's your name, love?" He asked in his deep voice.
"A-Anne," she stuttered.
"Anne. I quite like that name," Harry stated.
After taking a few pictures we decided that we should go so that our parents wouldn't worry. In the past two or three hours, wow time flies, we had met the rest of the boys and become surprisingly close for two groups of people with entirely different worlds.
Getting ready to leave, we gave each boy a hug. When I got to Harry, he held on a little longer than appropriate and when we pulled back, he looked at me strangely, like he was deep in thought and was about to say something.
"Hey Ali," he started "you and Anne should hang out with us more often, you're both nice girls and treat us like normal people. I like that."
He handed me his phone, "put your number in?"
I created a contact for myself and handed his phone back. "I hope we'll see you soon, Harry. You boys are some of the best friends I've ever met and it's only been three hours."
"Bye, Ali."
"Bye, Harry."
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