I Wish

Kirsty Evans is your regular 16 year old girl - she loves music, especially the boyband One Direction. In fact, her dream is just to meet them for one day.
She has just finished her GCSEs and is now recording her own homemade CD of her singing songs she has written. She hides her talent from everyone - even her dad who is a manager for some of the biggest musicians in the music industry.
One day, when she is least expecting it, she walks into her house after a day out in town with her friend to find the biggest surprise ever sitting on her sofa.


2. Getting to know each other

Harry's POV

Woah, Kirsty is beautiful - her long chocolate brown ringlets of hair flowing over each shoulder, her pretty natural face, her big brown eyes, her body, just her... She's gorgeous. So unlike any other girl I've met before, much more beauty.

When she came through the front door, I took one look at her and it was almost love at first sight. I know, cheesy right, but seriously it felt like that. It was so funny watching her stumble through the door with all of those bags and not even noticing us. When the boys and I arrived at the house, Mr Evans told us that Kirsty is a huge fan and to keep quiet and see what she does when she comes in. To be honest, it was a struggle keeping all of the giggles inside of me.

'So boys, the first place you will be performing in is the O2 arena on Saturday, so we will leave at 8:30 on Friday in order to be at the hotel by 10, allowing us all time to settle in before the show. We aren't taking a tour bus, were taking a private minibus. Luckily, Kirsty is on the summer holidays now, so she can spend as much time with her as you please. Oh yes, and no one is to 'try it on' with her as young people say these days - it's disallowed,' Mr Evans continued on about the tour and blah blah blah. So boring.

Just as I was tuning out, I notices Kirsty walking down the stairs in sweats and a vest top. Even in that she looked pretty.

'My apologies for the attire,' she said in a fake posh voice. 'I am feeling most boring today so I thought my type of clothing should symbolise that.'

She broke down into fits of giggles and sat herself down next to her dad, legs up on the sofa.

I gave her a smile, showing my dimples and to my surprise, she smiled back at me. Her smile was beautiful...


Kirsty's POV 

I noticed that Harry kept on staring and flashing his flirtatious smile at me occasionally. If he fancies me, I'm going to be all oh my freaking days, this isn't happening.

I got up to get that lemonade I was meaning to get when I walked in the house after saying goodbye to Jess, I guess I got caught up in the moment of meeting One Direction - this cannot be happening to me.

As I opened the fridge door, I heard footsteps behind me. I turned around to find Harry leaning his elbow on the corner of the island in the middle of the kitchen.

'Hi Harry,' I giggled.

'Hello Kirsty,' he replied, mocking my giggles.

'Do you want a drink? What would you like? We've got Lemona-'

'I don't want a drink thanks, I just want to get to know you better. You know you really are beautiful,' he interrupted.

I blushed a very deep shade of pink and said 'thanks Harry, I really appreciate that.' I smile at him and he smiles back, showing his cute dimples in his cheeks. He is really good looking, and he seems to be a nice lad, considering the attitude most arrogant celebrities have.

'So, Miss Evans, what are your interests?'

'Uh, shopping and hanging out with friends I guess,' I say, not letting on that I'm actually recording a homemade album of my own songs in my bedroom. 'How about you?'

'Well, I like singing, obviously and looking at you,' he replied, flashing me another flirtatious smile.

'Aw thanks!' I say and go back into the living room, Harry follows.

'Hey guys, I'm gonna go and get some kip now so I'll see you all in the morning, the day we're leaving for the tour! Woo,' I exclaim and run upstairs to my bedroom. I quickly take out my laptop, USB microphone and songbook. Just in time to record one song before everyone goes to bed, I thought to myself.

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