It was 7. Where was he? He understood me right?I thought about calling him but decided against it.I saw a black Audi R8 Coupe pull over in front of me. Harry got out of the car.
"Oh my god! Is this your car?!" I asked in disbelief.
"Of coarse its mine!"
" Are you rich or something?!"I asked still not believing how this could be his car.
"Well its not or something." Harry half laughed as he said this. Harry opened my door for me and I got in. It was so cool inside. It was undescribible.Harry got in the car.It felt like he put all of his weight on the pedal. We were going very fast. It was a little weird sitting where the drivers seat should be. Back in America our cars have the steering wheel on the right side.I was still trying to figure out how he could be rich. Was he famous? I had never heard of him. He looked like he was my age so there was no way he could have been rich from a job.
"So how exactly are you rich?" I asked him.
"Like you don't know!"
I had no clue what he was talking about.
"What are you talking about! Are you famous or something?!"
I couldn't believe it. I had actually found a girl who didn't know who I was.
"Yes,I am famous.I am in a band called One Direction."
It looked like her heart stopped when I told her.
"What do you mean your in One Direction?"
"I mean I am Harry Styles.The Harry Styles!"