I went out jogging after having a fight with my dad. He was staying with me for a while, and things had gotten pretty heated. Running always helped me calm my nerves. It was pitch black outside, and I had'nt noticed the boy running ahead. He had ran into me. "Hey!" I screamed. He stopped, and looked up. "I am so so sorry love! I was jus-" and he stopped midsentence. He was just staring at me. I had realized who he was then. Liam James Payne. Superstar boyband singer. "Typical." I scoffed, starting to turn away. "What?" "Well, you are Liam Payne right?Well, you are a famous star. What did I ever think that you would actually look." I couldnt stop myself. His face hardened. "You dont even know me!" He screamed. "Well it seems like it to me." i turned away again. He grabbed my arm. He glared at me. "Well maybe if you actually got to know me, you would thinkn differently." I was angry now. "Wow. The Liam Payne wants to talk to me." I scoffed smirking harshly. "Well maybe I dont want to be The Liam Payne. Maybe I just want to be Liam James Payne. The small town boy who didnt have to worry about looks or fans or paps. Maybe I just want a normal relationship where the girl would care enough to stay. Maybe I just want to be me for once instead of what everyone else wants me to be." He yelled. I honestly felt guilty, and I watched his eyes rim with tears. "Sorry for waisting your time." He turned and began to run. Without thinking, I grabbed his shoulder and turned him around.
"Im sorry." i said sadly. "It's fine." He said softly. "Wanna take a walk?" He asked sweetly. I nodded my head, as we began to walk. "So, I still dont know your name." He stated. "Its September." I said. He smiled. "That is an interesting name." "Well, I was born in that month, so my parents decided to name me after it." I chuckled. He joined. "I like it. Its cute." I felt my face burn up. "thanks." I managed to get out. "So tell me about yourself." He said. "Well, I play trombone in the highschool band, being only eighteen. Yes, I am a band nerd. I love to eat, sleep, write, uhm...." I had to think... "I listen to her Lloyd, I love Michael Buble, i also listen to Ed Sheeran, pretty much a lot of different people." I paused again, and giggled. "Come with me." He said. i could pretty much hear the smirk when he talked. He grabbed my arm, and started dragging me to a house up the street. We entered the house, ignoring all the people ahead, and he pulled me to the back yard. He had stopped, as I stared at the singer on stage. "Is that.." It was. "Yep." I looked at him. He was smirking. I watched in awe, as he began to walk over to us. "Hi, thanks again Liam for inviting me. And you are?" HE smiled and turned toward me. I stared at him, and said "September." I shook his hand. I actually did. I was shaking Michael Buble's hand! "Interesting name. I like it." He smiled and said goodbye. "thank you!" I giggled. and hugged Liam. I didnt care that I had just met him. I was just introduced to Michael Buble. I had felt soething, but brushed it off. He took me inside, wher I got wierd looks from different boys. All One Direction. I wasnt able to talk. "everybody, this is September." Zayn looked at me. "Thats a cool name." I smiled and blushed. "well, I;ve got to head home Liam. Thank you for this." I smiled at him. His eyes locked with mine, and i hugged him again. I wanted to give him my number, so I took a pen, and grabbed his arm, writing it down. He smiled at me. I looked at him, kissed his cheek, and walked out the door. I was halfway down the drive way when someone called my name.