A/N okay so FYI I do like 1D so so so so so much. But the hate is just for the book. Also we are going to pretend for the book. That all the boys are 18 but they still look the same as they do rn. And sadly Zayn is still gone. So basicly everything is the same but they are 18 years old.
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"Okay, Mom. We'll be fine. Emily is going to meet Thee Harry Styles!" I said doing my jazz hands. "Okay, just call me when it's over! Love you guys!" she called out. She rolled up the window and drove away.
"Alright you little brat, let's get this over with...," I sighed. "Hey! I am so not a brat! Just cause you're jealous doesn't mean you have to be an asshole," Emily, my annoying little sister, said. She has the highest pitched voice ever. And she's only 13!
"I am not jealous," I said, disgusted. I looked into her brown eyes and spoke the truth. "Wow! You get to meet the four most gayest people ever! I would be happy for you but I'm to busy being happy for me."
"Why?" Emily asked absolutely confused. "Because I don't have to meet the four gayest people ever. Duh...," I explained slowly so she wouldn't be confused. I felt bad for her stupid mind. "Lets go," I said once again. "Whatever," she scoffed.
She ran ahead of me giddily, and started squealing and clapping her hands. I rolled my eyes and started walking. Once we got to the line, I realized how long it was. And we were so far back. I groaned, looked at Emily, and rolled my eyes at her again.
As we stood there in line I got bored so I decided to go on Twitter. I pulled out my rose gold iPhone 6. It had just a simple blue case on it. I put in my password, which was 'VoLlEyBaLl01'. Because I play volleyball. I am actually the team captain.
Anyways I clicked on the Twitter app. I just scrolled through, RT-ing and favoriting tweets. I didn't realize how long it had been, when I felt someone poking my side. I looked up at Emily and she pointed at my ticket. "Oh! I'm so sorry!" I said handing my ticket over.
The lady gave me a dark red, paper bracelet that read, 'STAPLES CENTER: ONE DIRECTION'. 'Here we go... Yay! Not,' I thought to myself. We walked inside, and oh boy, it was huge. As I stood there in awe I heard Emily talking, "Blaze...? Blaze! Come on!" I just told her, "Um, no go ahead and find your seat. I'm just gonna stay over here."
"Umm...okay? Bye!" she said heading off to find her seat. I put on my little bracelet, and leaned up against the wall. "I have to pee," I said to myself. I got off the wall and went to find a restroom. I ended up walking around for like twenty minutes. "UHHGGG!! Why can I not find a stupid bathroom around here?!?!" I said pulling at my hair.
'Whatever, I don't need to pee that bad!' I thought. I walked back in the direction that I thought I came from. I wasn't watching where I was going and bumped into someone. I fell down with and thump and hit my head. "Oww," I groaned. I got back up and was still not looking at the person I ran into. When I did my eyes widened and he just stood there like he was in shock.
He didn't help me up, and I didn't like him anyways. So I thought why be a little mean? I put on my best fangirl face and used my best white girl voice. "OMG! IS THIS, LIKE, REAL LIFE! YOUR FUCKING HARRY STYLES! OMG, OMG! NO WAY THIS IS NOT REAL! OMG! CAN WE TAKE A SEL-" he cut me off. "SHHHH! I'll sign something and take a picture! Just please, be quiet!"
"That's fine. I don't want anything from you. Unless you can tell me where the restroom is... Can you? If you can't then bye bye," I smiled sarcasticly, waving my hand. "I can, and you don't? I thought you were a fan?" I busted out laughing. "Me, a fan?! Haha!? No way in hell!"
"Well why not?" he asked, looking hurt. I stopped laughing, "Because I don't like you, your annoying. Everyday you and your friends voices fill my whole entire house. Talking about the A.M. and wolves, and infinity. Its really annoying. Now can you tell me where the bathroom is in this place? Or not?" I asked.
He smirked, oh no what is he thinking of? "I can tell you if you give me your name and number?" he asked. A frown formed on my face and I grabbed my necklace and started rubbing it. I did that when I was sad or nervous. And in this case I was sad. I looked at the ground and took a shaky breath, "Can you please just tell me where the bathroom is?" I looked back up at Harry and I was about to cry.
Harry had a frown on his face too and came closer to me. "Love, are really that upset about this?" He grabbed my face and I shed a tear and then another, and another. And they kept on coming. Harry hugged me and I just stood there and cried for a few minutes while Harry held me. He was whispering conforting things in my ear and rubbing my back. This is a fans dream, and I don't even like Harry.
I breathed a deep breath and pulled away from him. "What's your name, love?" he asked me with a kind smile on his face. "Blaze, and my number is 6190300. Remember it. Thank you, Harry. But I have to go," I said not wanting to be in his presence anymore.
Harry's POV
"Wait!" I yelled. She turned back around and looked at me with hurt in her eyes. "If you don't mind me asking, why were you crying Olivia?" I asked her feeling like I had something to do with it. "Its a long story..." she sighed looking down. I looked at my watch and walked over to her and lifted her chin with my pointer finger. "I've got one hour babe,"I smiled and looked into her eyes.
"Let's sit."
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A/N so that sucked ass. But hey it's a start. Why do you think Olivia was crying? Will her and Harry become friends? Comment what you think and vote please.
Twerk out ✌
