They met by accident. Emily wasn't supposed to go to work that day. He wasn't supposed to go on the show. That wasn't Emily's job, but her made sure that it was. He was the one who asked her out. He was the one who kissed her. He was the one who fell for her.

It it all by accident.


1. The Show

 I woke up to soft hums of my cat, Posie. The duvet was snug around my body, and my pillow was propped up against my neck. I sighed and placed my feet on the ground. It took me a minute to register the noises I was hearing--birds. Ah, sweet bluebirds. 


I walk over to my wardrobe and gently pick up today's outfit. Having my outfits ready one week early was a pro. I slipped off my silk gown and put on my outfit--a white polo, black blazer, black jeans, and black TOMS.  I sat down in my vanity chair and ran a brush through my long brown curly locks of hair. 


My phone let out a high pitch ring and I reached over and snatched it, pressing the green button.




"Hey, Em. Can you take my shift today please?" I was greeted my Megan's voice on the other end. I hesitantly thought about my answer I would give her. 


"What do you have to do today?" I asked.


"I'm just the assistant of today's celebrity guest. I can't come. My dad's in the hospital," Megan replied. Her comment had changed my mind about what I was going to say.


"Okay, when do you have to be there?" I asked her.



"Shit, Megan! It's six forty-five! I better go."


"Yeah, and thanks so much, Emily!" Megan sang. I rolled my eyes and snapped my phone shut.


I swear sometimes I don't know what goes through Megan's mind. 


I grabbed my car keys and purse and walked outside to my car. I got in, started it, and pulled out of the driveway. I love my job. In case you didn't know, I worked as an intern on the set of 'The Carrie Show'' 


You probably never heard of it, because it's a small talk show here in London. I love it there, though. I turned the radio up, and was greeted by the sweet noise of Ed Sheeran. Maybe he will be the celebrity guest?


I quickly corrected my thought because Ed was on the show last week. Megan was his assistant and I never got to meet him. 


Finally I will meet a celebrity. I pulled onto the parking lot of 'The Carrie Show.' I got out of my car and walked into the building, walking past Nora, the secretary.


I entered the door to my boss's office.


"Carrie?" I said, entering her office. She grinned at me.


"Emily! Megan's shift is today, not yours. What are you doing here?" She asked politely.


"I'm covering for her. What am I supposed to do? I've never been the celebrity assistant before."


"Megan thankfully already bought all their requests, so all you have to do is go into there dressing room once they arrive and ask them if they need help. Alright?"


"Alright. I'll see you after the show?" I asked.


"You got it. Just wait outside the dressing room door until they arrive." Carrie said.


"Oh, wait. Who are they?" I asked.


"They are a boy band. There are five of them, okay?"


"Okay," I said, exiting her office and heading straight towards the dressing room. Today the gold star on the door said 'One Direction.' Does that name sound familiar?  Right, that's the name of the band. Haven't I heard that name somewhere else before? Oh well. I'll know when I see them.


I leaned my back against the door and began to play Temple Run on my phone. 


Suddenly, I felts something hard hit my back. I toppled onto the concrete floor.


"Ow!" I complained. I got up and peered up at a curly haired guy. "And you are?"


"Harry, Harry Styles. Sorry about that love, why were you leaning against my dressing room door? Are you a fan?" he asked, smirking.


"No, no. I'm the band's assistant for the day. Why would I be a fan?" I asked, raising my eyebrows.


"Oh, your the assistant. Your late, I must say. And, really? You don't know who we are?"


"You're One Direction, right?" 


"Yes, we are. And you are quite a beauty."



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