Twist of Fate

The sun peaked through the hotel room window and shined on a young woman’s face. It was
already morning. Emma raised her hand up to cover her face before rolling over onto her side to escape the light. She hadn’t gotten enough sleep. Last night she got to the hotel late because her flight was canceled twice and then took off at one in the morning. The hotel room had her luggage scattered everywhere, her clothes and other belongings looked to have been thrown everywhere. As she was just beginning to get comfortable again her alarm clock that was set for eight o’clock went off. The alarm rang loudly awaking Emma from her slumber. “Mmph…huh..?” She opened her eyes weakly, exhausted. For a moment she tossed and turned around on the bed. Emma turned off the alarm and looked at the time. Her green eyes shot open once she saw what time it was and in a hurry took a quick shower before getting dressed into her beautifully patterned orange dress. A matching pair of shoes was put on to wear that day. Emma’s beautiful long brown hair was pinned up on top of her head in a bun with a combed clip. If the gossip from what she heard was right yesterday, One Direction usually wakes up around this time and eats breakfast. This was her chance to finally meet him. “Okay, Em, you got this as long as you play it cool, calm and collected.” She looked confidently at herself in the mirror while brushing out her long brown hair quickly. As she left out of her hotel room, she slipped her key card into her bra for safe keeping. It didn’t take long until she heard the guys talking in the hallway as they went down to eat breakfast. Emma’s green eyes lit up with excitement, a deep fire boiling inside of her. Her dream was finally about to come true. She was going to meet Harry Styles. Almost as if not to alert any attention to her presence she walked slowly down the hall and peaked around the corner. It looked as if Niall was the only one with Harry at the time until he went to the bathroom in the hall. Harry stood in front of the elevator after pushing the button to go downstairs to the lobby and noticed the button was broke. He soon found himself surrounded by a group of girls that cornered him up against the broken elevator. There wasn’t a way out for him. In an effort to gain control of the chaotic frenzy he tried to pose for selfies with his fans before being knocked down onto the floor. Emma gasped, she looked around frantically and when she could find no one, she jumped in herself to help him. “Hey! Stop it! You are hurting him!” The girls didn’t clear a path for her to get by so she pushed them to the side by force. Emma soon got to Harry. In that moment she almost seemed to forget why she was here. Her hazel eyes stared into his as the two were pressed up against each other from the front. One of the females accidentally trips and falls near Emma. She awoke from her day dream and gently helped up the girl. This was getting way too out of hand. Emma spread her arms out in front of Harry to protect him and is nearly mauled. Emma closed her eyes preparing for the worst. She suddenly feels a tug on her arm and is pulled free from the crowd of girls by Harry. He successfully managed to evade the crowd of fans as he dashed down the hallway with Emma’s hand in his own. The crowd followed them down the hallway after them. To escape the girls he quickly opened up a closet door and hid the both of them inside. The rush of footsteps sped past the closet door where voices could be heard. “Where do you think they went?” One girl said, eager to find them. “I don’t know, but I hope we find them soon! I want to get a picture with Harry.” The girl’s friend said. “Well let’s go to the lobby they might have went down there” Harry pressed his finger to his soft, pink lips as if to signal to be quiet. The two barely had any space, their bodies crammed inside the supplies closet. It was hard not to laugh. The girls left the area heading downstairs. A long sigh left Harry as he looked at Emma who stood directly in front of him. He then chuckled slightly. “That was awfully close wasn’t it?” He chuckled. “Y-Yeah, too close!” Emma looked shyly down at the floor and then back up at him.
“What’s your name? My name is Harry”. Harry extended out his hand with a smile across his face.
“Emma” She shook his hand.

Notes

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