Grains of Gold

Nas’ POV.

I’m standing in the airport waiting for familiar face to show up. Here, I can see. Jane is running towards me. She’s doing it so graceful though her suitcase seems to be bigger than she is. She’s reaching and hugging me so tight that I almost shriek and people around are staring at us probably thinking we are the creepiest couple ever.

-“I can’t believe I’m finally here, hugging you. Are you real or you will disappear right now as a mirage?” She’s so excited.

-“Yeah I can’t believe it either, you are here with me.”

-“I thought it would be colder here.” She makes an obvious remark about my country.

-“But I don’t live at the North Pole, don’t forget about that.” I say when we begin going straight to the exit and taxi cabs. “Let me take your suitcase.”

-“Oh, you are so lovely, you really don’t have to.”

-“C’mon, you are my guest now!” She gives me her suitcase, and in spite of its size it’s very light. “You didn’t take anything with you, ha? I certainly planned shopping for us but not as you need to buy your entire wardrobe.” We laugh and continue to walk.

-“I almost forgot! I didn’t come alone, he came for you too.” She cries rejoicingly. I don’t understand.

A ringing sound is piercing my ears.

-“Who?” I’m amazed and confused.

-“Alarm!”

What?

...

-“Alarm, Nas, your alarm clock! It’s time to get up. You don’t want to be late, do you?”

Of course it was a dream. There’s quite a small chance Jane will ever come to visit me. I turned off my alarm and tried to go back to sleep. I didn’t want to get out of warm bed in such cold winter morning.

-“Get up darling!” Mom shook my shoulder and went out of my bedroom leaving an open door. Ugh, she knew how much I hate it and this way I’d definitely get up at least to close the door. I guess I din’t have other variants; I needed to take my body out of bed.

This morning was one of those when you got up on the wrong side of the bed. I felt like there wouldn’t be anything good for that day. I turned on my laptop and went online to check UNI news. First lecture was cancelled. Great! When will these professors stop being sick or at least warn us in plenty of time? I could sleep for one more hour if I had known this news yesterday.

Okay, since I had spare time I would... I didn’t even know what I wanted to do. My hands went on twitter themselves. New notifications, new messages.

“Can you believe it? Harry texted Jennifer again! Gosh I’m so happy for her.” Jane is literally the best thing that can happen to me in the morning even though I don’t know why she keeps writing me directioners’ stuff. I’m not that big fan.

“Who knows maybe he liked her? How are you? You know, we met last night in my city.” I replied her thinking she could make my day better.

“And I didn’t even notice I left the country haha. It’s defo a sign we’re gonna meet some day. I’m fine darling how r u? X”

“I wasn’t in my best mood still 10 minutes ago but now I’m ok.” It’s not very fair to take my problems out on Jane.

“What happened?” She replied and I could see worry in her message.

“Just not very good morning, it’s really okay now since I’m talking to you.” I hastened to calm her down.

“Think about the best! My mom said you can visit us in summer if you want.”

“Really??? I would looove to!” Jane lives in such a wonderful place and it would be really great to meet her there.

“Yeah we could go on a beach and meet sunset there, it’s so lovely here when twilight comes. You’ll love it here after your cold home weather.”

“Jane I don’t live at the North Pole” It’s not that cold here!

“I know, I know, I’m just kiddin. Don’t forget to bring your camera, you’ll take lots of pictures I promise.”

“Packed it already :D” If it was my decision I’d fly the nearest flight just not to be here.

I felt better after that conversation. And I haven’t checked my notifications yet. There probably won’t be anything new. New followers: directioner, directioner, directioner, Harry Styles, directioner, directioner... Wait a minute! What? Harry? That’s probably fake account but I wanted to make sure I’m right. I opened a profile. Oh.My.God. It’s verified. It’s actually Harry Styles. Why would he follow me? I’m not a directioner, I didn’t spam or simply write him. Why, I just didn’t understand. This was so strange. Or was it a dream again? Then I wanted to wake up now, it’s not funny.

I caught myself on a thought that I’m acting like a fan. I needed to calm down. Shh, Nas. I’ll never know what on this boy’s mind. I didn’t even follow him. So if you want, I’ll follow you Harry Styles. And we’ll figure it out.

I pushed the “Follow” button and breathed out deeply looking over his profile again.

Harry’s POV.

I’ve been lying on a bed for next couple hours while Niall suited himself in the armchair next to broken coffee table. We were so exhausted that we couldn’t clean all the mess we did to this room.

“Seems like I followed lots of people last night.” I made a new tweet. Fans have already got used to my sense of humor.

A knock on my door took us out of comatose. Why this sound is so loud? And why I’m complaining if I’m sober now.

-“It’s opened!” I cried as loud as I could.

-“Good afternoon brother” Gemma said to me as soon as she stepped into the room. A smile on her face disappeared when she saw all the mess. “Are you feeling better? Did you have fun last night? And oh my god what happened here? Did you danced with dinosaurs?”

-“No, that was us.” I pointed on me and Niall. “And Zayn and Liam and Louis I guess. Maybe some other people too.”

-“I’m really terrified to imagine what you could do here.”

-“I can show you.” Niall told my sister toying iPhone in this hand.

-“No, thanks. Styles couldn’t you have more quiet birthday party?” She raised her voice.

-“Gemm, don’t shout please. This headache is killing me already.” That’s why I’m still can’t hear loud noise. “I’d much appreciate your quiet voice right now. Where were you by the way when all that was happening?”

-“Luckily I left earlier. I had sort of a fight with Ashton and needed a distraction.” She paused and added then “It’s okay now, we figured it out already.” when she understood what I wanted to ask. And I didn’t want to ask her about details, she’d tell me if she wanted to. “Are two of you in a lot of pain? I’ll be back in a minute.”

-“Please don’t...” I began my wish when Gemma slammed the door. “You really should listen to the end of the sentence before doing an action.” I shouted to the closed door. She’s back and holds us two pills.

-“What’s that?” Niall asked reproachfully.

-“Take it you Irish, it’ll help you.” Thanks God I have such a great sister.

-“Love you sister” I hugged Gemma after her thoughtful action.

-“I’d better check out the rest of your pranksters.” She told us hugging me back.

-“You can not even go to Zayn’s room. He will be asleep for the whole day I bet.” I laughed. Niall and Gemma looked askance at me. “What? I failed another joke?” My sister shook her head.

My phone vibrated and it was my mom. “When you feel better call me. I hope you had a great party sunshine xx” Has Gemm already texted her or my mom knows me very well? I guess it’s the second version. I delayed replying my mom and went on twitter instead.

-“Hey let me take a look at myself again.” Niall said. He tried to wrest the phone from my arms but I dodged and he met the wall.

-“Be careful on the turns Irishman” I couldn’t help but laugh.

-“I don’t know what you’re talking about but you can use a mirror for that, only if you didn’t break it last night too.” Gemma shouted from the living room. I love my sister’s sense of humour.

-“C’mon Harry.” He asked.

-“Oh here, take it. What a child!” I copied my elder sister’s tone.

Niall smiled and searched for the girl.

-“She follows you now.” He said.

-“What? No. She’s not. Let me see.” I wanted to take my phone but Niall dodged.

-“Wait, I just want to see my picture one more time. Oh, here you are! Handsome!”

-“Give me the phone Niall and look in the mirror, we didn’t break it.”

Niall gave me the phone back and I looked at girl’s profile. She really followed me. Niall stood behind my back when I was looking through her latest tweets. She didn’t seem to be a directioner. And finally I found the information that proved it. Somebody asked her to draw our portraits.

-“Text her.” Niall said me.

-“Why? What will I write?”

-“Hi, how are you?” You know, standard procedure. She’s cute.” I looked at him with doubt. “She is, text her.” I liked that Niall called our fan cute. He actually calls all of them beauties but this girl was special, she was not our fan. At least she didn’t seem to be the one. “These messages will be on your conscience.”

-“No problem bro, just do it.” He handed up smiling.

I smiled back and typed: “Hi, how are you? Do you mind if we talk?”

Notes

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