One Shot Number One.A Story by SuicidePact.
“Harry! Look what you’ve done!” I heard from my position on the pavement, my eyes were still closed but I could hear every word the British pair were saying.
“Do you think she’s alright?” Asked Harry, he sounded worried so I flickered my eyes desperately trying to open them.
“You knocked her out cold you clumsy git.” Came the annoyed response of his friend, I couldn’t quite remember the exact details of the incident, but I did recall walking the streets of Perth on the way to the corner store, when out of nowhere this boy ran straight into me.
“I didn’t mean to Louis.” He said rather slowly.
“Check her wallet and see if we can identify her, Louis instructed him. I felt the warmth of the boys hand as he searched my body for my wallet, he found it on the left jacket pocket, and tingles washed down my horizontal body as he did so.
“Phoebe.” He whispered, my eyes slowly started to open, two beautiful figures stared down at me, I felt like I’d died and gone to heaven. Pretty sure it was illegal to look that good.
“Well I haven’t been arrested yet.” Louis beamed as the two boys helped me to my feet.
“Did I just say that out loud?” I asked slightly confused, as my hand rushed straight to my throbbing head.
“Yes, and sorry about my friend here he’s incredibly clumsy.” Louis admitted, as Harry drooped his head in complete embarrassment.
“Wait, aren’t you guys One Direction?” It suddenly clicked.
“Well no, I’m Louis and this is Harry but yes we are in One Direction.” He answered matter of a factly. Harry still couldn’t look me in the eye.
“Nice to meet you” I stuck my shaking hand in their direction; Louis proudly shook my hand whilst Harry shyly waited for his turn.
“I’m really sorry about bumping into you.” He apologised finally turning towards me, his eyes locked on mine sending an unfamiliar warmth through my body, his eyes were addictive like I could stare into them forever, he didn’t shift his gaze for what felt like hours. I thought we were going to be there forever until Louis awkwardly coughed startling the both of us.
“We have to go, but it was lovely meeting you.” Louis gave me one of his crush worthy smiles, before tugging on Harry’s arm impatiently.
“Bye Phoebe.” Harry whispered shyly, and followed Louis down the street.
I can’t believe I just met two fifths of One Direction! I silently squealed.
“Phoebe! You dropped this!” Louis ran back to me, holding a piece of paper in his fingers, which was odd since I was sure i hadn’t misplaced anything. Once the paper was safely in my grip the boy ran back to his mate and they went on their way.
Curiosity took over me, so I opened up the small note Louis had left me, a smile spread across my delirious face as I saw what was written.
‘Harry thinks your cute here’s his number:’
© 2012 SuicidePact.
Added on June 23, 2012
Last Updated on June 23, 2012
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