"So what you're telling me is that while I was sleeping, you went out for a walk and had Harry Styles spill coffee on you," Tara recapped.
"That is what I'm telling you, yes," I smirked. "But he didn't spill his coffee on me, it was Niall's coffee, and it spilled on the floor."
"If you're pulling some kind of joke on me, stop now please," she said, grabbing a pillow and hugging it. We were sitting in my bedroom, talking about the very eventful morning I'd had earlier that day.
"I assure you I'm not kidding," I said, and a smile crept onto my lips.
"Prove it then," she said.
"You want proof?" I asked. I pulled out my phone and went to Harry's contact profile. I expanded the picture we'd taken, making sure his number was hidden. It wasn't fair to him to let anyone else get a hold of it.
She grabbed my phone, looked at the picture, and then started squealing. Tara was a massive One Direction fan. She'd been utterly obsessed since they were on the X Factor, which was before I'd moved to England. When I met her I wasn't much of a fan, and I had to endure her talking about them more than I would have liked. It wasn't that I didn't like them or their music, but I'd never really given it a listen.
"How did this happen..." she muttered. I could see it in her eyes that she would have killed to be in the position I was in.
"This happened, because you refused to wake your sorry butt up and go out for breakfast with me," I grumbled.
"Ohmygod, if I got up I would have been there with you. I would have met him too. That's it, I'm never sleeping in again," she stated. She'd never seemed so disappointed in herself.
"You'll die waking up early," I reminded her.
"If it means I'll get to meet famous people, I'll power through it."
I laughed at that, and Tara gave me an expectant look.
"Well?" she said, raising her eyebrows.
"Well what..?"
"Well what the hell happened?!" she screamed.
"Watch your mouth," I joked. She continued to stare at me, waiting for me to launch into the story of my encounter with the singer.
"I was in the shop, he was carrying half his body weight in food, he spilled his drink and voila," I shrugged.
Tara rolled her eyes, "I meant I wanted details. How was his hair? His face?" she urged.
"His hair was perfect, and his face was also nice," I said, feeling my cheeks go red.
"Awwe, is ickle Bethany blushing?" she teased. My cheeks turned an even darker shade of red at this, and Tara smirked.
"He was amazing, and we had a great laugh, but I don't know if we'll ever even speak again," I frowned. I would be deluded if I thought he was going to spend more time on me. He was busy and famous, and he had better things to do.
"Well, he might, if you made an impression on him," she said thoughtfully.
"And how am I supposed to know if I did that?"
"Well I guess we'll find out if he puts any effort into keeping in touch with you!" she shrugs. "And if he does, then you'd better introduce me to his friends," she added with a wink.
I laughed and rolled my eyes, just as my cell phone rang. I looked down at the screen and my face lit up.
"We'll find out sooner than you think. He's calling me."
*Harry's POV*
"Damn Harry, what took you so long?" Zayn asked, reaching into one of the many bags of food I'd dragged up to my flat. The rest of the boys followed his example, digging out the food they insisted I buy them.
"You lads ordered too much, I ended up spilling Niall's coffee on some poor girl," I grumbled.
"What's her name?" Louis asked, looking over at me with an amused look on his face.
"What makes you think I know her name?" I asked in disbelief.
"My iced cap is cold!" Niall interupted.
"Niall, it's supposed to be..." Liam responded simply.
Lou was staring up at me with his eyebrows raised, leaning forward on his knees with his hands folded. I crossed my arms and stared back until it got to the point where we were having a full-out staring contest. Louis' eyes bore into mine, and after about a minute I blinked.
"Hah! I win!" Lou shouted. "Now, tell me this girl's name. Penelope? Megan? If it's Eleanor we've got a problem," he said, cracking his knuckles. Eleanor was Lou's longtime girlfriend, and they'd met after I set them up awhile ago.
"Bethany. Her name's Bethany," I gave in.
"Did ya get her number?" Liam chimed in. Did these guys not have social lives of their own to attend to instead of nosing around in mine?
"You all seriously underestimate me," I mumbled as I held out my phone to him, proudly displaying her phone number.
"She's attractive, I must admit," Niall said. "I might start spilling my drinks on pretty girls too."
I looked at the picture of her and smiled. Niall wasn't wrong, she was pretty. More than pretty really. She had wavy brown hair and was pale and very fit, and she had the nicest blue eyes. Plus she had a good sense of humor, which lots of the girls I'd met recently didn't have.
"Well, what are you waiting for," Louis said. 'Text her! Invite her over! Propose to her! Do something."
I rolled my eyes and stared at my phone. "I just met her this morning."
"And we want to meet her this afternoon," Zayn smirked.
I glanced at my phone again and frowned. Would she even want to see me again? I did almost drench her in Niall's stupid iced drink after all.
Before I knew what was happening, my phone was out of my hands and in Zayn's. The ringer was going and I reached for it, only to find Lou's arms restricting me. Damn him and his unusually large biceps. Niall was laughing hysterically and Liam for once was not being responsible and making them give my phone back.
"Hello?" I heard Beth say. She must have thought I was absolutely mental. I'd just met her a few hours ago for god sake!
"Vas happenin'?" Zayn hollered, followed by the other three shouting their greetings in the background. I groaned. Let the embarrassment begin.
"Harry?" she asked, sounding confused.
Niall grabbed the phone then, still laughing. "Harry's here, I'm Niall." he stated proudly.
"Nice to meet you Niall," I heard her say. Liam and Louis traded places in restraining me from getting the phone back, and then Lou grabbed the phone. Oh dear god.
"Listen, Bethany. We were wondering if you'd want to come over to our flat today? No, Harry's a little, uh, tied up right now. Mhmm....... Mhmmmmm... Yes yes, any time.... Absolutely! Excellent, we'll see you soon, I'll text you the address. See ya," he hung up and grinned triumphantly. Liam released me and I grabbed my phone from Louis and flopped down on the couch, utterly exhausted.
"What did she say?" Liam asked eagerly.
"Well, the poor girl was slightly confused at first, but I convinced her to come over," he shrugged.
"Excellent," Niall grinned.
"I hate you all,' I muttered. Of course I wanted to see Beth again, but I was hoping that it would be far, far away from this lot. I didn't need them telling her embarrassing stories about me after only three hours of knowing her.
"Well, she'll be here in about an hour, so you'd better tidy this place up a bit!" Louis said, gesturing around the room.
"You know this is your flat too," I reminded him. Louis just laughed and shook his head, and I glared back at my roommate. If looks could kill.
"I'll invite Danielle too! She's got Eleanor over, so they can both come," Liam offered. Danielle was his girlfriend, and they were just as in love as Louis and Eleanor.
I spent the next hour tidying up the flat while the other boys sat on the couch watching Family Guy. Eventually Liam felt bad and got up to help, and then he lectured Niall until he felt bad and helped too. Zayn and Louis both pretended to fall asleep before we could convince them to help, so we let them be.
Eleanor and Danielle came in and sat down on the couch with the lads, and we all sat there talking until the doorbell rang.
I walked over to the door, took a deep breath, and opened it. There stood Bethany, looking slightly nervous.
"Hey Harry," Beth said, smiling.
"Hi Beth," I smiled back. "I'm sorry about this, the boys are pretty hard to control."
"Don't worry about it," she smiled.
"C'mon in," I gestured into my flat, and she came inside. I closed the door behind her and we walked into the living room.
We were greeted by a loud chorus of hello's. Eleanor and Danielle stood to hug her and introduce themselves, and she was just sitting down when out of Louis' mouth came, "So, this is Hazza's new girlfriend!"
I had a feeling it was going to be a long afternoon.