PaperHeart

"Please remind me again why I agreed to come here with you mother?" I asked impatiently, looking around my surroundings. We were currently at LAX airport waiting for my father to arrive from his business trip. Nothing wrong with that right? Yeah besides the fact that there's literally hundred of hormonal teenage freaks scattered around the waiting area chanting the same stupid verse from the all too familiar song... "What makes you beautiful". Apparently the one direction dweebs are prone to arrive, just my luck. I was never a fan myself, yeah I liked a few songs here and there but nothing major.

"Oh stop being a party pooper, your father should be here soon, his flight was delayed a bit due to the arrival of more important people" my mom replied, wiggling her eyebrows towards the crowd of girls standing before us. I huffed, I hated famous people, I never thought it was fair how they were treated like gods while they were just ordinary people stuck with a wonderful talent. Maybe I'm just jealous, who knows. I continued to stare at the twelve year olds crying their eyes out, waving posters that probably took weeks to make all for nothing. It's not like the boys would ever think back and say "oh remember that one poster?" Nah.

I recognized the faces of the dudes in the band that were all over the girls shirts, I wasn't completely oblivious to their existence, I just took them as a regular boy band. When I felt like my brain could explode in any second I stood up from the bench me and my mom have been patiently sitting for the past half hour, looking around for a place to escape this madness.
"Hey mom I'll be back in a few, I'm going to the cafe over there for caffeine to cure this migraine" I half yelled over the chants of the annoying girls. She nodded before turning her attention back to the arrival gates. I knew my mom missed my father terribly, he had been gone for a month to Japan for a business trip so I could only imagine the amount of noise they will be making tonight back at home if you know what I mean. Note to self, make sure to call Kelsey, my best friend, to spend the night at her house.

I reached the little caffe shop, the smell of delicious pastries and mixed drinks in the air as soon as I opened the door. I smiled as I was greeted by the friendly cashier who was quite attractive.
"Hi can I have a mocha frappicino, extra whipped cream please" I said kindly before pulling out my wallet to pay for my much needed drink. He handed me my proper change before walking towards the preparation table. I glanced back at the group of girls that were visible through the glass walls and to my surprise the crowd had doubled. If only Kelsey knew about this, she was a major one direction fan, her being the reason why I knew so much about them. Honestly it wouldn't phase me if she was part of the group that accumulated in size in a matter of minutes.

I returned my gaze back to the young man who was making my drink. He did mention his name was Jake. Or was it Jason? The door bell rang, indicating someone had walked into the caffe but I didn't leave my sight from the handsome coffee maker guy, who cares what his name is, I bet it's something hot.
"Here you go beautiful" coffee boy said, handing me my drink along with a wink that caused me to blush. I fluttered my eyelashes at him before spinning around to leave. Just my luck, I spun around way too fast causing me to bump into the person standing behind me.

"There's something called personal space you creep" I sneered, looking up to the tall young man standing before me. He was wearing sunglasses and a fedora indoors, what a dweeb.
"And there's something called watch where you are going" he spoke in a posh American accent. There was something fishy about this. I took a step back and admired the guy standing before me. He was wearing dark washed skinnies with a black flannel shirt, the top few buttons unbuttoned revealing his tattoos that I recognized from Kelsey's room.

"Well well well if it isn't the one and only Harry Styles" I said smartly, taking a sip of my drink as I enjoyed the sheer look of panic wash over his face.
"How did you know" he whispered, looking around to see if I caught any attention. I laughed louder than I should have.
"First of all a pair of sunglasses and a stupid hat is such a lousy disguise and second you are shit at impersonating American accents" I said through fits of laughter causing him to smile at my crude language.

"Well this disguise got me through the crowd of fans out there so it might not be as lousy as you say it is" he cheekily replied, sending me a smirk causing me to almost spit out my drink. Kelsey was the first person that popped into my head when I saw the same smirk she spent a hour talking about the other day. I didn't notice I was still standing in front of him until he cleared his throat, nodding towards the cashier. I blushed, feeling embarrassed that I was in the way. I moved aside, ready to leave the caffe but decided other wise. I wanted to keep giving him a hard time. I stood behind him as he had done to me, staring up to the messy curls that were escaping his fedora.

Moments later he received his coffee or whatever he ordered and turned around, bumping into me causing me to go into another fit of laughter. He tried to look annoyed but failed miserably as his dimpled smile spread across his face.
"You can just ask for a picture love, it'll last longer" he spoke in his stupid British accent that I would never get used to.
"First of all ew never call me love, my name is Michelle. Secondly, don't mind if I do" I replied with a smirk, an evil plan growing in my head. I pulled out my phone and turned it facing us to take a selfie but it didn't feel right.

"Hey Jake, can you take a picture of us?" I asked coffee boy who was just staring at us confusingly.
"It's Joseph" he groaned, getting a hold of my phone causing me and Harry to giggle.
I pulled off Harry's hat and glasses, putting them on the counter. Harry looked around uneasily, probably making sure that no one saw him. Oh boy he doesn't know what's coming. He stood next to me and leaned forward like he does in every fan picture I have seen Kelsey cry over so I made sure to make this one different by bringing my arm over his shoulder, bringing him down to my height. He chuckled but didn't move until the flash went off my phone.

I removed my arm from Harry's shoulder and reached for my phone.
"Thanks John!" I exclaimed on purpose causing Joseph to roll his eyes before walking away to attend to another customer.
"You are such an arse!" Harry's deep voice spoke from behind me. I turned around catching a glimpse of him smiling before taking a sip of his drink.
"I'm just having fun, live a little Styles" I replied, looking back down at my phone finishing off the final touches of my not so evil plan.
"By the way it would be great if you don't post that picture right now, wouldn't want the fans to find me in here" he said in a serious tone as he eyed me, watching me on my phone.

"Oh don't worry, I posted it like ten seconds ago" I said grinning as his face widened in fear. I put my phone in his face, letting him see the picture I posted.


@MichelleSmockX Look who I just met at the caffe! Come get him girls ;) @HarryStyles



As if on cue a piercing yell was heard all the way from the lobby.
"HES IN THE CAFFE!!!"
Me and Harry both looked up, watching with wide eyes as the wave of girls raced towards the caffe.
"Shit!" I said, totally enjoying this moment. Harry quickly gathered his hat from the counter before racing towards the back door. I held a hand on my stomach, laughing my ass off. Surprisingly he came back, pointing a finger at me.
"You'll pay for this Michelle" he cheekily said before sending me a wink and he was out the back door.

That caused me to laugh even louder. I noticed that he left his glasses on the counter. I quickly reached for them and made my way out of the cafe just in time before the hundred of girls rushed in. Poor Joseph. I put on the fancy sunglasses, feeling like a complete badass.

"you'll pay for this Michelle"

Ha yeah right, I'm just another face he met once and will forget in a couple hours.

Notes

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