-Emily-

Okay, this is getting old. I’ve been sitting by myself in this club for might seem like ages now... Right after Sarah left to go buy us drinks, Maria went to the ladies room, but non of them have come back yet… Where are they? I kept scanning the crowd hoping I might spot one of the girls, I Hated being left alone! Suddenly I could feel my phone vibrating inside my bag and saw a familiar name across the screen. Thank God!

'WHERE ARE YOU GUYS?? I got lost and can’t find you… :( I’m at the bar x'

I hit reply at once.

'Sarah, thank God! Just stay there!! I’m on my way. X'

Once I got to my feet I realised that Maria hadn’t returned yet either. She left like twenty minutes ago… Well, it wouldn’t really surprise me if she'd found some cute guy on her way, so maybe I should give her some slack. Maria was a hit with the guys, she’d always been. Her natural blonde hair and long legs never let her down; only she never seemed to notice it herself.

I left the VIP area and headed towards the bar on the other side of the room. On my way over there I stumbled into several people dancing, but kept on going until I saw a pair of big dark eyes staring at me straight ahead. I stopped in my tracks. I didn’t know what to do… I wasn’t very good at these kinds of situations. I peeked another look at the guy who owned the staring eyes while I kept on going for the bar, and realised how extremely good-looking he was. He was tall, had smooth skin, long brown curly hair and, ‘OH MY GOD, I know who that is!’ my inner voice almost screamed in shock. ‘That’s Harry Styles!’ ‘What is he doing here?’ ‘Wait…Why is Harry Styles looking at me?’ ‘What’s going on?’ I could feel my cheeks turning red, then noted to thank Sarah for all the makeup she had applied to my face as I realised that no one would notice. Still, there was no way I could hide my shock as I kept my eyes to the ground attempting not to face plant on my way to the bar and making a fool out of myself. Well, more than what I had already done...

Once I finally made it to the bar I saw Sarah standing at the very end, with a dark expression on her face. Well, she didn’t look like she was having a good time…

I moved over to her and shouted over the loud music, “There you are! What’s wrong? …What happened to your outfit?” I looked down at her completely ruined top.

She took a deep breath. “Some prick of an asshole just thought he could just spill his drink on me and get away with it… Stupid famous people,” she said, the last part more to herself.

“Oh my god, are you serious? Who did this? Let me talk to him!” I said, while putting up my fists like I was in the middle of a boxing match. My plan worked and her face lightened up a little,

“As much I would want you to go over to him and punch his skull out, I don’t think it’s a good idea. I almost got thrown out of the club when I returned the favour…”

“You what?!” I said, not able to hide my amusement. “Did you throw your drink at him?”

“Yeah…” she said and then we were both laughing and high fiving each other.

“You are unbelievable!” I said as we made our way back to our table. I noticed that the guy, I mean Harry, was gone from the bar now and felt relieved. I don’t know why, but he was very intimidating standing there just looking at me earlier. Thankfully, I could now pretend that my little moment of awkwardness didn’t have to get further noticed.

Once we sat down, Sarah looked at me and said, “ Where’s Maria? I thought she was with you?”

“Well, she left a long time ago, trying to find the loo. I guess that on her way she might have found some guy or something, so I let her be”.

Sarah, now laughing, said, “Good thinking! Let’s give her ten more minutes.”



Five minutes later, Maria showed up with a huge grin on her face. “Hi girls! You having a good time?,” she said while dancing her way towards us.

“Maria! Heeey! Where have you been??” Sarah and I shouted not able to keep our smiles of our faces. It was almost impossible to be mad at Maria, especially when you had downed a drink or two…

“I met a guy! He was sooo sweet! Emily, you are so lucky to live in a country where they speak with a British accent!” she said as she sat down next to Sarah on the couch.

“Well, this is England, a lot of people do” I said amused by her words. “Who’s the guy? Where is he?” I continued while searching the crowd. I don’t know why I did, because I had no idea what he might look like.

“He left… Something about his friend and wanting to go home. But look, we exchanged numbers! He said he was going to text me tomorrow!,” she said while waving her phone in the air.

“Really? You’re so lucky! What’s his name?” Sarah said while clapping her hands.

“Liam”, Maria said while blushing and looking down at the table in front of us.

“Oh my God, why are you blushing?” I almost shouted at her. What did they do?

“It’s just… he was so nice… and he… well… I think you know him.”

What? I didn’t know anyone named Liam? “What are you talking about? Why are you acting so strange?” I said confused.

“His name… is Liam Payne?” She said looking up at us while trying not to smile and making it sound like a question.

“WHAT? Liam Payne gave you his number and said he would text you tomorrow!?” Sarah and I shouted in unison.

“Yes?” She said smiling.

“Right on!,” Sarah said while raising her cocktail glass. Then we all started cheering and laughing again.

I decided I would keep my little incident to myself ,as I didn't want to hear how stupid I was for just walking away from Harry earlier... I'd tell them tomorrow when I'd have less alcohol in my blood.

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One drink, lead to another, and soon we were all pretty intoxicated. After dancing and making some new friends, we decided it was time to go home. It was so good to have to girls back, this was a the perfect start for the best summer in history.

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