"You did not meet One Direction the other night!" The bitch from school, Ellie Craig shreaked "You're just trying to get popular by putting a fake number on your phone saying it's Harry Styles's number!"
"We are not lying!"
"Then call him!"
"Me and Lily don't have any credit, and Maya's tried but it goes straight to voice mail!"
"Lies! Lies! And even more lies!" She crossed her arms over her chest.
"... Maya, can I borrow your phone?"
I took Maya's phone and called Harry. It went to voice mail.
"Harry, this is Tasha, when you get this, call me on my phone!"
I texted him my number not wanting Ellie to get a hold of it.
"So, they believed that witch-craft w-"
You gotta help me! I'm stuck inside your phone! Answer it to set me free! Hurry! It's stuffy in here!
My phone rang as the whole History class looked at me. I looked at the name. Harry. I answered it.
"Sir, I-I have to take this. I-it's someone important."
"Go on then." He exused me.
I opened the door and walked out.
"Hey, Tasha! Why did you want me to call you?"
"I haven't any credit. A-and I have something to ask you.."
"I have something to ask you, to."
"Go on, Harold."
"D-do you want to g-go on a-a date tonight?"
"... Harry, I'm thirteen."
"Yeah, just without the kissing aaanndd dirty little things!" He teased.
I could tell he was winking.
"Sure Harry!" I laughed. "I'd love to go out for a meal somewhe-"
"I was hoping we could go t-to the funfair?"
"Okay! Sure! Gotta go, the teacher's after me."
"Who was that?" The teacher asked as I walked back into the room.
"You wouldn't believe me if I told you." I dropped my head to the floor as I walked back over to my seat.
"Let me guess? Harry Gay Styles?" Ellie asked.
"Non of your buisness, bitch."
"Hey! Don't use that language in here." The teacher pointed at me, giving me a stern look.
"Sorry, sir." My eyes not leaving Ellie's face as she gave me an imiture expession.
"Hey, Harry!" I smiled running towards him to be greeted with a bear hug.
He held me close like he didn't want me to leave his presence. He finally let me go.
"So what do you wanna go on first?" Harry asked, flashing his dimples at me as he smiled.
"Umm... The ferris weel!" I grinned up at him.
Harry was silent. He stared down at his feet. Kicking at the shoots of grass.
"What's wrong?" I asked. I grinned up at him as he looked at me. "Are you afraid of heights?"
"No!" Harry protested "I just don't like being so high off the ground."
"C'mon! It'll be fun!" I grabbed his hand and tugged him towards the weel.
"Harry.. Open your eyes!" I gushed.
Harry was holding my hand so tight; we were ontop of the ferris weel. He finally opened his eyes. He screamed when he looked down. He shut his eyes again.
"Harry! Calm down! It's fine!" I reasure him. "Look! Look at that view!"
He opened his right eye, then the other.
"Wow.." He spoke. "It's actually not that bad! It's.. It's amazing.."
"I know right!"
"The lights, the stars, everything!" He described the whole view.
"Soooo, you're not afraid anymore?"
"No." He looked at me with a frown. "I never said I was in the first place!"
"Okay, bossy!" I laughed as I scruffled his hair.
When we got off, I ran towards a stool. They were selling Popcorn and Candy floss.
"Harry, what do you want?" I asked, smiling.
We got to the cashier. It was obvious she was eying Harry up.
"Here you go! That'll be Three pound please." She spoke, smiling, handing us the bag of candy floss and box of popcorn.
"Damn!" I cursed.
"What?" Harry asked, looking down at me.
"I-I don't have three pound! Only Two!" I whispered, worrily.
"Here!" Harry spoke, handing Three pound to the lady.
"Thank you!" She smiled.
We walked away, my hand already pulling bits of the pink fluff from the bag. I placed the sheets of candy floss on the tip of my toungue. I smiled as I felt it fizz to nothing.
"Oh, can I have some of that popcorn?!" A man spoke, walking over to us.
He had a hoodie on, covering his face. He sounded quite posh; Like an American trying to sound British.
"No!" Harry said sarcasticly, pulling the popcorn into his chest.
I giggled at Harry's protective nature over the popcorn.
"Oh, please!" He spoke in his normal Irish accent.
The man pulled down his hood.
"Niall!" I shrieked as I hugged him. "C'mon, Harry give him the popcorn!"
I sided with Niall. Harry looked at us and frowned, sarcasticly. He sighed and eventually gave into Niall after he threatened to eat Harry's curls.
"Yes!" Niall exclaimed as he grabbed the popcorn from Harry's out stretched arm.
It had been five minutes and the three of us were walking around looking for something to do.
"You've eaten that already?!" Harry blurted out as he pointed at the empty box in Niall's hand.
".... Yeah." He spoke, casually.
I spotted a stool with cuddly toys pinned to the wall with three sets of cans stacked up. The man running the stand wasn't facing us. When he turned, his face was covered with a hood from his dark, grubby green coat.
"Like a go?" He spoke in a grumbly voice.
I looked at Harry with a smug grin on my face. He looked down at me.
"Do you?" Harry asked, grinning.
"... Yeah! I wanna wiiiinnn... That giant teddy bear!"
"THAT LIFE SIZE BEAR?!" Harry shouted.
Afew people heard and turned giving us dirty looks as me, Niall and Harry looked around awkwardly.
"Hi.." Niall broke the silence, waving his hand awkwardly.
Everyone turned back as we got back to the situation at hand.
"Anyway! Yeah, we'll have a go!" I said, smiling at the man.
Harry handed the mistery man three pound as the man handed us three balls.
"It's on like donkey kong!" I stated as I aimed the balls at the cans.
My first shot missed by a mile. I blushed when I hit the teddy I was trying to win and Niall shrieked "Watch it!" and the bear fell to the floor. My second attempt hit two cans. I targeted the last one. I fired, but missed by an inch.
"Let me try!" Harry laughed handing the man another three pound.
Harry was more skilled with this game. He aimed, and fired. He hit all the cans on his first shot, but only two fell. His second go was close as it scraped the edge of the can. His final shot won and the man handed us the bear.
"There ya go!" He grinned. He pulled down his hood and our eyes widened at the sight. The brown haired guy smiled through his goat beard as his blue eyes shone at us. He spoke in his normal voice again. "And, uh, here I am!"
"Louis?!" Harry gaped. "... I want my money back!" He half joked but half serious.
We had been at the fair for about an hour. All four of us walking around looking for something else to do.
"What about them?" Louis suggested, pointing to the twisters.
"Yeah!" I agreed. "Wait.. Niall, you have just eaten, do you think you can go on something like that?"
"Hey! I ate half an hour ago!" Niall defended.
Harry chuckled in amussement at our protectiveness over the Irish boy standing infront of us.
We walked over to the queue and stood behind some familiar looking males infront of us. One had dark hair with a quiff. The other was a brunnett with a quiff. The brunnett had a batman symbol on the back of his black shirt. The black haired guy, with him, had a denim jacket on. The queue was now walking onto the ride. The two blokes infront of us had to share the compartment with us on the spinning hell ride. When they sat down, we saw who they were.
"Hi guys!" Liam smiled.
"Vas sappenin'?!" Zayn greeted, flashing his teeth.
"Haaanngg on, did you all come to spy on us?" Harry questioned, furrowing his eye brows.
Everyone avoided eye-contact with me or Harry.
"Yes.. No.. Maybe.." Louis mumbled looking down at his TOMS.
"Oh, it doesn't matter now! Lets just enjoy the ride, hey?" Liam elbowed Zayn then Niall.
They looked up at us with afew "hhmm?"s and "what?"s when they finally nodded and realized what Liam had just said and replied with "Oh, yeah, totally!"
The ride was increadable! We had such an amazing time!