Wildest Dreams ~~~ H.S

2.

Today is the day we get the script. I don't exactly know all of the details of the movie yet, so it will be nice to go through the script. I even came all the way to New York for this. I get in my car and try to balance my coffee, purse, and keys in one hand. The iced coffee's condensation feels slippery as I try to close the car door.

As soon as I close the door, I lose grip of my coffee and it spills all over my lap.

"Are you kidding me right now?" I seethe, taking in a sharp inhale.

The cold ice melts into my white skirt. Before I have the chance to get a napkin, the the coffee is already everywhere in my rental car. I groan, and try to wipe down everything that the brown liquid landed on.

Once I arrive at the set, I immediately feel at home. Even though my real home is in L.A, acting has always made me soften. Just like when I listen to Harry's music.

I leap out of my car and walk inside the large building. I hold my hands on the large stain on my skirt to cover it. I just want to stay low key so I can run to the bathroom to fix it. But of course something has to happen so I cant. Like always.

"Sorry! Are you alright? I didn't mean to bump into-" I began, but I get cut off when I look up to see who it was I just ran towards headfirst.

"It's alright, don't worry. And good morning!" Harry was so much more amazing in person. I feel my heart melt and my cheeks flush. I look back down at my skirt and realize my arms are at my sides instead of covering the massive blemish. Harry's eyes widen when he notices that I am struggling to hide it. His expression turns into a gentle smile and he lets out a small laugh.

"It's not what you think! I promise.. I.. uh.." I stutter trying not to cover my face from embarrassment. Kelsey was right. I knew I was going to embarrass myself in front of the love of my life.

"I would expect you to be nervous, but not THAT nervous." Harry bursts into laughter now, and I know it's just one of his harmless jokes. I roll my eyes and cross my arms.

"I swear it's just my coffee!" I whine and try even harder to hide my skirt. He just looks at me softly and pulls off his jacket. I pretend to not pay attention, hoping that he is going to give me the jacket.

"Here ya go!" He holds his jacket in front of me and motions to tie it around my waist.

"T-thank you!" I smile awkwardly, trying not to damage my reputation any further. I carefully wrap the jacket around me so it covers my skirt. Harry is still looking me in the eyes with his perfect smile.

"Well I'm Harry, what about you?" He asks, politely. I feel like I could just become a puddle when I hear his British accent.

"Andrea." His hand reaches out to shake mine. I grasp his hand and shake it too. It was the best experience in my whole life.

"Well what an interesting way to meet you, Andrea." I cover my face with my hands and groan. I completely ruined my first moment with Harry.

My body turns to stone when his hands grab onto my shoulders and squeezes them lightly. My arms drop to my sides, and he is grinning at me from ear to ear.

"Don't worry, you'll be alright. Out of all of the people I met, nobody compares to what just happened." My shoulders feel like a weight has been lifted from me and I feel myself get pulled into a hug.

AHHH IM HUGGING HARRY STYLES MY LIFE HAS BEEN COMPLETE. Right now, I need to calm down.

I sink into his muscular arms, and wrap mine around his neck. I take in a deep breath and smell his woodsy and vanilla cologne. It's the best scent, and my nose has just been blessed. I break out of the hug and he is still smiling at me.

My face is hot and I look at his beautiful green eyes. Looking at him in person is so much better than a screen. No photos can do him justice. 

Nothing could ever beat this moment I am having with him. He moves his hand in the direction of the set. I nod and we walk in together.

The whole time the crew and director is going over the production, expectations, and how things will work, I feel Harry's gaze. I know I will die on the spot if he keeps doing it. For once, I feel so special. The fact that I have been noticed by him is better than words.

As soon as it ends, Harry and I are already finding our ways to each other. I sigh in relief, exhausted from going through the whole set and production. I cover my mouth as I yawn, trying to turn so Harry doesn't see it.

"Tired?" He asks, and I nod, following Him down the long hallway to exit the building. His hand finds it's way to my back and he rubs it up and down. I feel shivers down my spine.

"So, are you from around here?"

"No, I flew from L.A." I reply. "But it's my first time coming here and I'm really excited to look everywhere and go to a ton of stores."

Harry smirks, "Welcome to New York." His comment seems so much more welcoming than it would if anyone else said it. I give him a short hug as we continue to walk to our cars.

"Well, I will see you tomorrow!" Harry exclaims excitedly.

"But Harry we don't-" Just as I am trying to tell him we aren't filming tomorrow, he cuts me off.

"I know. But I want to show you around and learn lines with you. We are the leads after all."

I smile and wave good bye. "See you tomorrow then." I get into my car and watch him get into his. I'm about to buckle my seatbelt but see his jacket on me. Oh shoot I forgot to give it back. His car pulls out of the parking lot and drives away.

"Oh well. I can just give it to him tomorrow anyways." I pull out behind Harry and drive home.

Authors note:

thank you so much if you read this chapter! i loved this one sm and can relate so much (i cant relate because i never met harry, but if i did, i would probably react the same. or start crying.)