HARRYS POV

I stood in front of the mirror examining my outfit. I fixed my tie and walked outside and into the livingroom where Liam, Louis, Zayn and Niall were. ‘Are you ready?’ Louis asked, ‘Yeah, I think I am’ I smiled as we all made our way to the front door, ‘Don’t worry Haz, you’ll be fine’ Niall said and put an arm around my shoulders. We all piled into the van and set off to the Meet and Greet. I was physically shaking, what if they don’t like me? That was the question that had roamed my mind at 4 o’clock in the morning when I was meant to be sleeping. I leaned my head back on the head rest and closed my eyes, I’m not going to chicken out. No, I’m going to be myself and act like this hasn’t been invading my thoughts for the past 6 days, I was going to be fine.


We arrived at our destination and got out of the van, we checked our outfits one final time before walking into the room where we would meet our fans. We sat down in a row of chairs; Louis on the far left, Niall, Me, Liam and then Zayn. I could feel a layer of sweat form on my forehead, I searched anywhere for something to preoccupy myself, instead I drank the three water bottles that were placed underneath the table, all in under 10 minutes. ‘Stop stressing mate’ Niall muttered in my ear, I nodded and watched the security guards open the doors too see the fans rush in waiting for a spot. I glanced down at the armband on my wrist, it was going to take 10 minutes to meet the person I loved and oh my goodness I was going to die of heart failure.


The first seven fans had gone through and my arm was hurting from all the signatures I had done, I had asked for more bottles of water and drank them as fast as my immune system would let me. 5 minutes, the bracelet read, five minutes and everything would change. I looked at the long line of fans, all waiting to catch a glimpse of the five of us, some were crying, while others couldn’t contain the excitement and started screaming in our faces.


I bounced my knee up and down, trying to stop my nerves, it wasn’t working. I glanced over at Louis who was smiling and hugging a fan, he pulled out of the embrace and looked at me with sympathy. He knew I was scared shitless, but he was trying to keep my mood positive. I wasn’t going to screw this up, I’m making a promise. 2 minutes. I glanced at the door, urgently looking for a girl that looked just as tired and nervous as me. My breathing was erratic, fuck breathing I was lucky if I didn’t go into cardiac arrest because of all my nerves.


10 seconds.


9. My brain had stopped functioning


8.My heart had stopped working and wittled away to nothing


7. I was going to pee myself. I knew it.


6. oh sweet christmas


5. The boys had caught my attention, their faces plastered with smiles.


4. I turned my head.


3. Everything slows down


2. I pick up my pen and look up


1. Oh. My. God.


I look up to be meeted by chocolate brown eyes, her soft brown hair straightened to perfection and pinned back at the top. She flashed me a smile and her eyes glazed over, ‘0 seconds?’ she whispered and leaned forward, I nodded my head and gulped, I shook out of my thoughts and flashed her a smirk, ‘I’m Harry, and you are?’ I brought out my hand for her to shake and she shook it firmly, ‘I’m Liberty;. I turned my head to whisper in Niall’s ear; ‘I need to go around the back’ he nodded and put a hand on my back, ‘Good luck Haz’ he smiled as I stood up and took her hand , ‘Let’s go somewhere quiet’ She looked over at her friend and gave her a thumbs up.


I led her out behind and into the dressing room, ‘So, I need to know everything about you sweetheart’ I grinned as she blushed and looked at her feet, ‘U-um, my name’s Liberty Williamson, I live in an apartment in London and I live by myself. My best friend is Maddy and I...don’t have any friends besides her’ she inhaled deeply and took a sip out of her water bottle. ‘Tell me a little bit about yourself?’ she asked, ‘Well, as you know, I’m in a band called One Direction, I live in a complex that reminds me of the teletubbies hut, I like bananas and I love being naked, and I’m 19’ She nodded trying to take all of it in.


‘How old are you?’ I asked, she looked up under her eyelashes and I had only just realised how beautiful she was. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes and reopened them;


‘I’m 14’ and that, is how I went into cardiac arrest.

Notes

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