Another name for love is Louis Tomlinson

"Hi, I'm, umm, Lindsey and, I'm a huge fan!" Said one of the girls near the last group of fans that wanted me to sign things like cd's and posters.

"Nice to meet you, love." She blushed, a rosy red color. She has really pretty eyes. I think I like her...

"Umm...could you sign my, umm, poster for me, please?" She seemed very shy and reserved, and quite innocent for a girl her age of around 17-19.

"Sure, anything for you, love." I winked at her, making her blush again.

"How old are you? "I asked her. I'm 17, but my birthday is next friday, so basically 18." When I signed it, I put my number on it.

"Call me on your birthday, love." She looked from the poster to me, then grinned like a maniac."Ok!"

She went down to where Harry was and asked if he would sign the poster and then went to the others, seeming overly happy to be here.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. New message from: Hazza showed up on it. I quickly signed the next girls poster and read the text.

'What did you say to her? She looked really happy...' I laugh at that and clicked reply 'I just gave the pretty girl my digits is all ;)'

He sent me another text. 'What?! You're risking letting the paparazzi know your number because of a "pretty girl"?!'

I thought for a moment, then pressed reply. 'I guess so, yea :P' From then on, I just couldn't wait until friday came.

I signed the rest of the posters and things in around half an hour, wishing it would get over quicker.