Skinny Love

"Hi," I say shyly, not entirely sure whether or not I should be talking to him. "Hey," Harry replies, easy confidence showing on his lips. I look down at my CD and mentally kick myself, but I know that if I don't ask, I'll regret it for the rest of my life. "I've always wanted to meet you, and I was wondering... well, would you mind signing my CD?" I wince as the words fly out of my mouth. I sound so lame. "Of course, love," he confirms, and it feels like a weight has been lifted off my shoulders, only to be pressed down again by a new thought. He hands back the case and sees my disappointed expression and jokes, "I'm not as impressive in person, huh?" "Are you kidding?" I gasp, smiling slightly. "I'll remember this day for the rest of my life." "Then why do you seem so upset?" "Because you won't." But Noelle Sanders was wrong.