Take Me Home

Celine is 17 years old and loves one direction, so when their tour brings them to Canada she MUST get tickets to the concert. But what happens when Harry and her make an unexspected connection? Will their love be ever lasting or will distance, time and jealousy tear them apart ? And what about best friend Melissa ? Will she find love or will she always be just a side kick? ATTENTION story may get too graphic for some individuals, you were warned. My first story so don't be too quick to judge, give it a chnce it gets better as you read it.


2. On The Way

**Two Hours Later***

Celine's P.O.V.

After I had finished getting ready and had my things packed for the evening of fun, I headed to the convenience store to pick out some chips and other treats to eat in the hotel my friend Melissa and I would be renting out. We had lots of time in our hands since we only lived about 10 minutes away from the venue. Melissa wondered why we had to get a hotel room if we both lived so close. She didn't understand that we had to have the FULL experience there was no time to cheap out. Anyways, I was almost done with my "little" shopping trip a d was at the cash, ready to pay when I spotted some Twix bars just out of my reach. I leaned over to snatch a couple when my hand to hand the warm skin of another's.

" Sorry" we said in unison. I looke up to see a man in a over sized hoodie and a air of darkened glasses. He couldn't have ben more than nineteen years old and he was very handsome (from what I could see). As a matter of fact I couldn't see much of him at all, this guy was trying really hard not to stand out in a crowd huh ?

" Go ahead, ladies first ",the man said in a deep british accent.

"It's okay " I giggled.

"I think I have enough as it is " I replied, as I realized how fat I must've looked grabbing more food when I already had enough to fill the counter top.

Harry's P.O.V.

I saw her at a local mini market in Toronto. She was tiny but not too small, she had long flowing wavy hair that was almost a hazelnut colour and she had these eyes. They were mesmerizing, a vibrant green with gold specks, they were bold, yet welcoming. They made you feel comforted in a sense they made you feel like you could get lost in them and that that was okay. We both went to grab a Twix bar when our hands unexpectedly touched. I could tell she was embarassed at thefact that she had so much unhealthy food that she was going to buy I didn't care. Her hands were so cold I didn't understand why but I wasn't about to ask considering the fact that I'd only said a couple of words to her. I wanted to say more but it was like I was under her spell. I tried to speak but all I did was stand there like a babbling idiot  and before I knew it , it was almost her turn to pay for the massive amount of junk food she'd accumulated. I tried to talk, to get words out maybe even make a lame comment about the weather but I needed to take a breath first. But before I could speak, she did.

" So are you from out of town? Your accent seems a bit off mainstream? "

" Actually yeah I am, I'm from the UK just in town working for the next couple of days" I replied, surprised that she was eventalking to me in the first place.

"Excuse me? " she said in a confused tone.

I looked up to see that she wasn't talking to me after all, she had been talking to the caheir who had started to ring up her purchase. I blushed so hard it hurt, and before I could fully understand what I was doing I dropped all the stuff I was gonna buy and ran out of the store looking for another so I could buy the boys and I our pre-show junk food.

Celine's P.OV.

Well, that was weird, one moment I'm turned around talking to the cashier and the next the guy who I had the magicial Twix moment with is running out the store. He didn't steal anything, it was just odd. I was going to strike up a conversation with him but he just kept looking down and he didn't even have the courtesy to take off his glasses when he was talking to me. What ever, I guess that whole spark and connection was a one sided thing. Or maybe he wasn't all there, not like he was on drugs or had metall issues, just in his own world. Any way, that "relationship" has come and gone,I was saving myself for someone who would actually have the guts to talk to me, someone like Harry Styles, and tongiht I would try my hardest to catch the attention of the boy with the voice.

Melissa's P.O.V.

It was 2:45 and Celine would be here any minute. As I waited with my suit case packed at the door to my apartment, I thought about what tonight would be like. I could only imagine Celine jumping around screaming, singing, and doing that thing she calls dancing. She'd probably end ot crying and throwing her bra onstage like all the other girls who were desperate just to get a glimpse of the boys. Were theyboys, or were they men ? As a matter of fact how old were they ? When were  their birthday's ? All these questions popped into my head and I realised that I knew nothing about them. Then, my head started to hurt from all the questions so I decided to take a nap. As soon as I sat down the buzzer to my apartment rang, it had to be Celine, so I buzzed her in.

Celine's P.O.V.

Once I arrived at Melissa's house, I rang her apartment. She buzzed me in without saying hello on the intercom, which was the norm for her. When I got up to the fourth floor, she opened the door before I had a chance to knock.

"Good Morning !" I said. She didn't  reply, I could tell she was tired from last night. I knew she partied hard so I was always sympathetic to her mood swings.

"Should we get going?" I said enthusisastically.

"Mhhhhhm" she replied, not caring whether we left or stayed at this point. So I grabbed her suit case and har hand, leading her down the stairs to where I had parked my car. We piled every thing in the trunk and set out to find the hotel we had booked a room at.


Melissa's P.O.V.

We were in the car driving to the hotel, well celine was driving I was sleeping in the passenger seat. I was not too excited about our trip considering the fact that I didn't like pop music but, I kept in mind that I had to support my friend. Plus, it was a big honour for her to choose me to go with her becuase I know she has tons of other frineds who would love to go and see their favourite band with Celine but she chose me and she did it because that's just what best friends do.


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