My body trembled in excitement as I waited in line to meet and greet the boys; the five boys I've been waiting to meet ever since I've listened to their first ever single, 'What Makes You Beautiful. '
My best friend, Claudette, squeezed my forearm with her left hand, while hopping up and down like a little bunny. I laughed at her silly actions.
"Oh my gosh, they are right there! Harry! Liam! Niall! Zayn and Louis!" she squealed, jumping higher as we moved closer.
We were just a few meters away from them. I started running in my mind what I was going to say to them. But, my mind went blank. All I could think about was their adorable laughs, and their perfectly plumped lips. They are all just so perfect. I felt like this was all a dream. You know that feeling where you feel like you could do anything, and nothing will happen, or no one will notice because it's just your imagination? Yeah, that's how I feel right now, and I'm scared that I might make a fool of myself.
We moved further and further in the line, and we were now right beside one of the body guards that passes along the cd's to the boys. My trembling suddenly stopped, but my heart beat sped up.
"Holy crap, Jaqueline. They are right there, " Claudette whispered into my ear.
I wanted to push her in front of me to make her go first, but it was too late. I was already standing in front of Zayn. The Zayn Malik.
"Hi, Zayn. " I mumbled, staring at the table. C'mon Jaq, look up!
"Hello, beautiful. What is your name?" he asked. Mother of pearl, he called me beautiful.
I looked up and looked into his eyes, his gorgeous eyes. I quickly looked at his nose - I'm absolutely uncomfortable with making eye contact with other people.
"Jaqueline," I answered, "It's spelt with a 'q' not a 'c'," I added afterwards.
He laughed at my last part, "Good to know, thank you. "
"Keep it moving, ma'am. " One of the guards said as they gently pushed me along the line. I shot a quick smile at Zayn before moving on to the one and only, Louis Tomlinson.
"Hello, Love! Jaqueline, right? Such an adorable name, like mine. " Louis said cheekily. Liam flicked the side of his head with a weird look locked on his face, followed by a glare from Louis.
I chuckled at their cuteness. Damn.
I moved ahead to Liam, Liam Payne. Man, I loved that boy's hair; messy yet beautiful.
"Hi!" I said a little bit too loud.
"Hi! Is this your first time meeting us?" he asked.
I nodded my head quickly. He chuckled at me.
"Are you having fun?" he asked another question.
I thought for a moment. Should I answer teasingly, or normally? Teasingly it is.
"Eh, I guess. " I replied with a smirk. He smiled his wonderful smile that had almost every girl in the world falling for.
I took a quick glance at Claudette before moving to Niall. I could see the tears in her eyes that were screaming to come out. But she held it in; she's such a tough cookie.
"Hi Nialler!" I beamed.
"Hello! I love your shirt, " he laughed while staring at my stomach. I looked down to check my shirt, and remembered that I was wearing my 'Crazy Mofo' shirt.
I didn't have time to reply as I was once again pushed to move in the line. And there in front of me, was the one that made my heart race the fastest, laugh the hardest, and smile the biggest.
"Why hello, love," Harry exclaimed as he stared into my eyes. Man, his eyes, don't even get me started with his eyes.
I heard a loud beep go on, and on, and on. I opened my eyes, only to see my messy room.
