"Excuse me Miss" The guard says, stopping me from leaving the building "Harry Styles would like to see you."
I stop in my tracks and look at him with the straightest face ever. "The Harry Styles?" I ask. He nods and i burst into laughter.
"Come on man." i say to him "Get a life! How much did she pay you?" I ask through laughter. He looks at me with pure confusion.
"Come on, Bitsy!" I say "I get that you dont like One Direction anymore, but seriously? Come on out and we can say you got me okay?"
Just then, before my eyes THE ACTUAL Harry Flipping Styles stepped over to me and smiled. "Hey love, can i get your digits?"
Wait a minute... The real Harry Styles would not come and talk to me.
But, I'm getting ahead of myself. Allow me to introduce myself, My name is Elizabeth Niño, but you can call me Libby. As you can probably tell, I'm a total directioner. My favorite out of all the guys is definately and totally Harry, incase you didn't know. Let's start from the beginning, that fateful day in june.
"OH MY GOSH BITSY BITSY BITSY!" I screamed to my friend, bitsy "I WON THE RADIO CONTEST I SWEAR IM NOT KIDDING!!!I THINK IM GONNA FAINT!!!!!"
Bitsy runs in and skids on the carpet in her black and blue fuzzy socks. "I was straightening my hair, what do you want?" she groans. I take a better look at her. Her brownish-black hair was half curly, half straight. "You know when I don't straighten it it turns into the frizzy hair monster!" I look at her.
"But this is important...." I whine. "Nope. can't talk now I've got to get ready for the Doctor Who convention." She says running into the other room "By the way" she says peeking her head through the doorway "have you seen my bowtie?"
"Get Out." I point my finger at the hall "I'm just gonna call Liv and Mara to come with me."
"I'll be gone for a week!" she shouts walking out.
I can't believe this is happening!