Suddenly together...

20 year-old Letícia is a brazilian One Direction fan. Once they are in Brazil for a concert, she tries to meet the boys in a afternoon of signing. But it's impossible because of the crowd of girl around. She just turn to go back home when suddenly, she cracks onto a rushed boy.
She was so mad at him that even recognized who he was and just left... Who was he? What's gonna happen later? Will they meet again?
Keep reading and you will find it out.

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17. Act cool

At out table, there was 3 (3!!!) bottles of Ciroc Vodka and Schweppes, I looked to Becca and we smirked to each other.

-Ok, now it's good. Let's get our night started, girls - Niall gave me a glass full of drink and Zayn gave one to Becca. He was looking to her, just like he'd eat her, if they were alone. OMG. I went sit next to Harry and smiled at him. We raised our arms and cheered the drinks drinking it next.

-So, Louis, where is Eleanor? Thought she'd come with you

-I called her to come, but she is on tests at college

-Now Louis is feeling lonely and abandoned, how sad - Zayn made an ironic sad face.

-Shut up! I hate sleeping without her, it feels so lonely - he truly was missing her, we can say

-Aw, poor Louis, he is sleeping on hiw own. Do you want me to sleep with you mate? - Liam said putting his empty glass in table and refilling it.

-Ok, I'll be waiting you tonight, but tell Danielle not to get jealous, ok? - Louis blinked and bite his lower lip to seduce Liam and we all laughed

-Ok, she won't

-Why didn't she came too, Liam? 

-She had to pratice for her performance in the UK team

A few moments later, I realized Niall looking to my leg, my tighs, actually. When his eyes got to mine, I looked away and drank the rest of my second glass of vodka so fast, that the bad taste in my mouth made me wanna vomit.

It's not that I'm rejecting Niall. I like him. I like him a lot. He is so much of what people say. When the fandom say he's cute, he really is. Looking to him right now, all I see is a charming blonde prince that has the cuttest bright blue eyes. Yet, I've always wanted to be with no other than Harry. I guess.

-Letícia, eu já to no terceiro copo cheio, socorro!!! (Letícia, I already am in the third  full glass, help me) - Becca was getting drunk. I know it because her hair was starting go be a mess, her eyes were a little more closed and she was laughing about everything the boys said. Actually, all of us was starting to get the drunk-feelings. And I had more sure that she was drunk, when she putted her left hand in Zayn's leg. I know what's coming next.

-Ohoooa, let's drink - Louis cheered again drinking his full glass - for two more bottles of he best Vodka in this world

Zayn was drinking too, he put his hand on Becca's, that was in his leg. 

-First of all, let's take a picture together? Just so I can remember this isn't a dream - I gave my phone to the waiter

Me and the others stood up, making different positions and faces as the waiter took lots os pics of us together. I also took one alone with each guy. Suddenly, I felt a hand on my waist, pulling me against the person's body. At first, I thought it was Harry, but he had already sat on the couch. Really embarassed, that's how I felt, so I just smiled back at him when he saw me looking directly to him, and stepped away from Niall.

I was about to tell Becca about what happened, but Zayn got her first. They were a little far from our table kissing. Whathever, I shrugged and went back next to Harry.

-I wanna dance

-Do you want me to come with you? - Harry's voice came right into my ear

-What? 

-You said ou wanna dance, so I offered to come with you - he looked a little concerned

-Did I say it out loud? - I tapped my forehead laughing and getting the drink, emptying the glass. Harry did the same

-You weren't suppose to?

-No, sorry. But I really feel like dancing, and I'd be glad if you come

-Shall we, mam?

-We shall, mister - I said smiling and giving my hand to him as he pulled me. We finished our drinks and fast refilled the glass walking to the dance floor.

For the first time, I was alone with him. OMG. Me. Alone wih Harold Edward Styles. What should I do now? Talk? Laugh? Smile? Or just dance and wait for him to speak? Shut up, Letícia, you're getting drunk, just act cool, act cool. 

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