Accidental Love

Sam was expecting only a couple days of torture when she was attending her bridezilla cousins wedding as a bridesmaid. She didn't think that when the hotel screws up she would end up sharing a room with superstar Harry Styles. Will she be able to avoid him as much as possible like she wanted too? Or will another hotel glitch end up changing her mind about him?


7. Orlando

Sam's P.O.V.

We arrived at the Orlando airport at about 3 a.m. and got a hotel as soon as possible. It was called something weird like The Peabody or something like that but I was barely paying any attention because I was so tired. Michelle and I got to our room a little before 4 a.m. I wanted to crash but she didn't let me. She made me pull out my phone and look up the time of the soonest One Direction concert. 

"It's tomorrow. 7:00 p.m." I told her starring at the large prices for tickets on my phone. 

"Okay, now how are we going to get in...?" I looked at her. 

"I knew I should have stayed home." I said throwing my phone down on my bed. 

"No! You made the right decision! We can just.... look up tickets online!" She said looking at me hopefully. 

"Okay. Do YOU have and extra grand lying around to get both of us tickets?" She hesitated.

"Well, I don't really have to go in.. If I coul-"

"Michelle, we spent most of our money on plane tickets down here." I said throwing my body onto my bed. I heard her sigh heavily. 

"Wait! I remember someone telling me that ticket prices tend to go down dramatically the day of the concert, we will just look tomorrow." I nodded and got under the covers and crashed right away.

Harry's P.O.V.

We woke up from a night in the Peabody hotel at an early 4 a.m. we had a lot to do today but I didn't want to do any of it really. We had three interviews. obviously sound check and the show. I just knew the day ahead of me was going to be long, I was already thinking about if Sam was even going to show up tonight and knew that wasn't going to get off my mind anytime soon. Especially since we are always asked about girls and our newest love scandal or whatever. 

Two interviews over. I can do this. Just one more interview where I am going to be asked all about my mystery girl. Just. One. This one was live too, which was always added pressure. 

"Please welcome One Direction!" We ran on stage waving to the audience and shaking hands with the man who was about to interview us. If you asked me his name I wouldn't be able to tell you, heck if you asked me the show we were on I couldn't tell that either. "Hello Boys." We all said Hello almost simultaneously.  after that I zoned a little. I couldn't help it. My mind always went back to her. 

"Harry, You okay over there. You're zoning out a little." The interviewer asked. I whipped my head towards him when I heard my name.

"Uhh.." I smiled quickly. "Yeah, I'm great."

"Thinking about tonight?" Great. Here we go. "I saw what you tweeted yesterday about this mystery girl of yours."

"Yeah, I kinda made a mistake that's all, just hoping to find her and reconnect with her." I said.

"You not sure where she lives?"

"All I know about her is her name and what she looks like." I said sighing hoping for this conversation to be over.

"Well, I wish you luck." He smiled and I gave him a weak smile back. I felt so empty right now, that it was getting hard to hide it.

Sam's P.O.V.

I felt a pillow slam in my face. 

"Ow Michelle. Is this how we are going to start every morning?" I said sitting up slowly and rubbing my head. 

"I just saw an interview, Harry was talking about you! AND he tweeted about you!" I sighed. 

"How are we even sure he is talking about me... I mean advice is a really common thing to give. He could have received that advise from another girl."

"Don't be ridiculous. Now get up, get dressed! It's almost time to go!" I looked at the clock and it was 4 p.m. I slept 12 hours. 

"Michelle I have nothing to wear."

"That's why I went shopping this morning." A piece of flying cloth hit me in the head as I pulled it off.

".... are you trying to make it so we can't go home?!" She looked at me with a smile.

"Samantha. I have my credit card, my debit card and extra cash STILL. We will make it home." I looked at her for a second then just got up and went to the bathroom to get ready. Minutes later I walked out in a light blue micah chiffon shirt with a white tank top underneath and jean shorts. I put on my converse and off we went. 

We arrived at the venue and I got out of the car but Michelle didn't move. 

"Are you coming?" She handed me my ticket.

"This is your adventure. Not mine." She gave me a smile. "Call me when your done. I won't be far." I nodded as I slammed the car door and watched her drive away. I went into the venue and it looked almost deserted. Until I went around the corner and saw a long line of girls. I walked up to the end and stood there for a couple seconds before asking the two girls in front of me what the line was for and man if looks could kill, these two girls would have killed me on the spot. 

"Uhh, Harry Styles is looking for his mystery girl and everyone here claims to be her." I nodded and she gave me a look like she was waiting for me to leave. "There is really no point in getting in line." She said flipping her hair. 

"And why is that?" I crossed my arms.

"Well, first of all once Harry sees me he wont care about this damn mystery girl. Second of all, Have you looked in the mirror lately? You are way too ugly to be with Harry. I mean come on, he is looking for a girl not an ogre." She laughed and high fived her friend. I looked at them and knew I couldn't let them talk to me that way. I knew what they said wasn't true... or was it... I turned around started to walk away.

"Thank god she is going back to her swamp. I thought she was going to kill someone with her ugly face." I heard them laughing behind me. I stopped for a second and took in a short breathe. I knew that I shouldn't let them get to me... but I continued to walk away holding back my tears. 

I got to my seat seconds after. I was in the nosebleeds and I could basically see backstage. I looked and took a double take, I saw Harry. My heart stopped slightly and I smiled. But it faded when I saw him kiss some other girl. I was devastated I turned my head away and stormed out of my seat. The show was starting as the opening act went on stage, but I didn't care. I didn't stop moving until I was outside. I called Michelle.

"Please come pick me up." She could tell I was starting to cry because of the shake in my voice.

"Sam what happened?"

"I'll talk about it later... right now I just want to go home."

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