I went to the studios all dressed up in the best I could make from what I had brought with me. Honestly it was nothing special but I didn’t have the time to go shopping and find the perfect outfit to meet up with Harry.
When I got there some of the fans from yesterday, who didn’t get a picture were there. They all looked at me strangely when I got there and was about to walk in. One of them called me and I turned around to face them all.
I turned to the sound of my name and looked at all of them as they were standing there confused because they probably didn’t expect me to turn around.
Ì smiled and tried being as polite as I could but it didn’t really help at all it just seemed to be so strange and not what they expected at all.
“What happened yesterday was far from okay. You shouldn’t have come here.”
“Why? Because I said the truth and because I wanted to talk to my friend?”
“If he’s that good a friend of yours how come he never mentioned you on twitter?”
“If I were you I’d check up on that. Now can I leave?”
I spoke in a sarcastic tone that would make anyone want to either vomit or strange me but I just didn’t care. I just wanted to go into the room and see Harry not to mention the rest of the band but Harry was the one I wanted to see the most. I turned around not even waiting for an answer and walked into the studios, but it didn’t take someone long to stop me and want me to leave again.
“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
I spoke up as the guard tried to push me back out of the door, making me leave the studios because he thought I was just another fan sneaking in.
“Miss you’re not permitted to be here. You can’t be in here when people are working and you haven’t booked the studios.”
“I’m with the band for god sake.”
“Oh so you just happen to know the world’s most famous boyband? Of course. Now please leave the building.”
“Is there a problem here?”
Harry spoke behind the guard who kept pushing me and then he saw me in front of him.
“What do you think you’re doing?! You’re hurting my girl!”
Harry tried pushing away the guard and helped me get away from him. It seemed strange to me. What was going on here? I was just confused about everything and felt like the room was moving in front of me.
“I’m sorry Mr. Styles. Your fans have been trying to get in all afternoon. I thought she was another one of them.”
“I invited her here. She’s a friend of mine and she’s more than welcome. Next time you will come ask before just kicking someone out.”
Harry then took my hand before giving me a chance of saying anything and let me down the hall. We stopped before entering the room with the rest of the band and he looked at me with those big green eyes and hugged me tight.
“It’s good to see you again.”
“You too Harry. What’s so important you wanted me to come today?”
“I just wanna see you while you’re here and I thought maybe you wanted to hear some of the songs we’ve been working on for quite some time now. No one’s ever heard them before and I really want someone’s opinion on them.”
“Of course! I’d love to. Thanks for inviting me over by the way.”
He winked at me, took my hand and followed me into the room where I was once again introduced to each member of the band. I was so out of myself being there. It was really lovely but at the same time so wrong and so strange. I didn’t fit in here and I would never fit in here. This was his job and he was my idol so why would I be in the studios with him?
I ran circles on my face as I was listening to a beautiful song but all I had in my head was the thoughts of going back to Denmark.
“So what do you think?”
I looked up from the ground and saw all of the boys stare at me. It was a weird feeling and I needed to get out of there. This was all way too much for me. It was a dream come true but it was just all too much. I got up and left the room the same way I had entered and ran all the way out. There were a quite a lot of fans outside the studios and I slammed the door open and made my way through the crowd of fans with Harry calling my name right behind me. I just needed a little bit of fresh air. Just a little time to think and what to even say. He just needed to give me five minutes but even that I couldn’t get.
“Elena! Stop running!”
He was almost right behind me and I stopped and turned around to face him.
“I can’t do this Harry. I'll see you on the tour.”