True Loves Kiss

Katie, the girl who is always last to be picked for kickball, and is hardley noticed at lunch, but could she be the girl who catches Harry's eye at the mall?


3. The Mirical at the Mall

My mom quickly jammed the breaks and jolted me awake. "Woah" I exclaimed. I scooted up in my chair and put my hand on my chest to calm my breathing. "Sorry" my mom said. She bit her lip nervously as she pulled into the mall parking lot. Ever since we moved to England from California, my mom has been really stressed about everything. I try to keep my cool to keep that from happening as much as possible. I pursed my lips and walked with my mom into the mall. Minutes seemed like hours and hours seemed like years. I kept ducking into hiding when I saw people I knew. After what seemed like forever, we began to walk through the hall to another store when screams and clicks of camera filled the air. Suddenly, when I turned the corner, I saw a large crowd, all looking at the same thing. Quickly standing on a bench to look over the madness, I finally saw what all the crazieness was about. The five boys of One Direction stood there, trying to make their way through the crowd with body guards around them like walls. I stared at them. Although I had never really been an ultimate fan, I did secretly have all of their albums. Harry looked around and suddenly caught my eye. He stared at me and gave a small grin. I stepped off of the bench, emotionless and walked over to my mother who was peering over someone's shoulder trying to make out what was going on.

"Whats going on?!" she yelled.

"Its no big deal," I replied. She shrugged and we walked off.

Looking through a sales rack I felt a gentle hand touch my back.

"One sec mom, I'm looking.... Oh my god." When I spun around on my heels I stared in awe. My jaw dropped. My mind finally caught up with time and I closed my mouth, straightened my posture and looked into Harry Styles eyes. He gave a slight grin.

"Hey," he said. His British accent seemed suddenly adorable as it washed over me. I finally reminded myself that I am not that kind of person and quickly snapped out of it.

"Hi," I managed to say steadily.

"Ummm... Well I saw you standing there on the bench and I had this feeling of déjà vu. I don't know why." I nodded and her ran is hand down the back to his neck an stepped back. "Sorry, that sounds weird. I'm sorry for bothering you." When he spun on his heal to leave, I finally could get a good look at him. His curly brown hair, his long sleeve shirt and slightly baggy jeans, they all seemed instantly cute to me, like love at first sight. I wanted to pinch myself. I didn't even talk to him! How could you fall in love with someone that quickly. It's probably my inner girl peeking out and telling me I really am a major fan. But I'm not. I am just going to shrug this off and live my boring life as is. I turned around, making sure not to spin on my heel like "he" did and looked through the rack for the one hundredth time, sorting out what had just happened.

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