Just A Number (1D)

Savannah is 22. She lives by herself in an apartment in Nashville. Her life has been pretty normal for a girl growing up in the south. She has never been in love or had that perfect movie moment, where the guy runs after her and romantically kisses her in the rain. Until she meets him... On the night One Direction is in town promoting their new album, Savannah only thinks she is just going to see the biggest boy band in the world. After Harry makes a bold move during the show, the chase is on. Emotions are put to the test. And love his in the air.

And DON'T FORGET, my Sequel to this story is up now, Its called Let's Make A Move!!

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5. What's The Big Deal?

After I finished Lucy's hair, I decided to go to my room. I needed some time alone. I layed on my bed and stared at the ceiling. I wasn't to myself fifteen minutes when Lucy was knocking on my door.

"Sorry, but your phone was going off in your purse." she said handing me my cell phone.

"18 missed calls!! 24 unread texts, and 6 voicemails!!" I looked at my screen in shock.

Lucy sat down beside me, "Wow has that thing been in your purse since last night?"

I laughed, "Yep, Totally forgot about my cell." I sighed.

I checked to see who all had called me. Most were from my Mom. A few from my sister, Kay, and one from my nephew, Chase. There was some numbers that I didnt know. Great. I listened to my voicemails. First 3, from my mom of course.

I listened, "Savy, call me when you get this. Love you."

Then, "Savannah, I need you to call me Honey."

and last, "Savannah, this is your mother, please call me. I'm getting worried."

Poor Mom. I bet she watched E! News. I listened to the next voicemail from my sister.

"Hey Savannah, give me a call."

That was simple, she's usually the nosiest person I know.

The fifth voicemail was from Chase.

"Ok, you know I've seen the video by now. Call me. No kissing guys until they get my approval, remember. CALL ME!"

Geez, why so protective? I'm older than him by 5 years.

There was one voicemail left of a number I didn't reconize. I was almost too nervous to listen to it.

"I don't know who you think you are Bitch, but I suggest you keep your hands and mouth off of Harry Styles."

And then they hung up. I was shaking. Who was that, and how did they get my number? Great. Great great great.

I looked at Lucy, "This is getting blown way out of control. I don't understand why people care so much."

I threw my pillow over my face and screamed! Lucy laughed. I uncovered my face and gave her a mean look.

"I'll let you be." She got up and left me to be alone, again. I went through my texts. Same as my voicemails. Everyone was wanting to know why I was avoiding them. I decided to send out a universal text to them all.

"Hey everyone! Sorry I'm so late responding. I'M OK! I promise. I've been very busy, but I will call when I get a chance." I Lied.

"That sounds Promising." I said to myself as I clicked send.

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