(Dayla's P.O.V)

I bought tickets to see two of One Direction's tour dates in a row. I dont care if that makes me obsessed, I love them, especially one person in it, in particular. Harry Styles. I met them all on the first tour date yesterday , in Indianapolis. Now me and my bestfriend, Jess are traveling back to our hometown for the next tour date in Chicago.

We got there really early, so we booked our hotel room for the night, since the show probably will end late. We walked in with a bag in each hand, settling them on the beds. I decided to take a shower and change into waist high, studded shorts ; a neon pink and black off the shoulder shirt and neon pink toms.

It was 7 pm, which means show time but I'm way more excited about meeting them again afterward. I got there, and once again had the time of my life. I sang my heart out and have a really sore throat by the end of it. But I don't care; I'm determined to have a good rest of the night meeting the 5 boys I love more than anything in the world.
Once the show is over I got told where to go and I was just waiting for just over an hour until Jess and I are allowed to go in on our own to speak to them again.

I walked in and Harry spotted me, his face went bright red and he walked off. Jess looked at me and winked. She went straight over and talked to to Niall. I really wanted to speak to Harry but Liam came over and began talking to me.
"So you've come to see us again have you ? You must really love us" He said with a wink and I felt myself blush a little.
"Yeah." I said looking over his shoulder trying to find Harry.
"Hey" Louis said looking at me. He handed me a piece of paper and it had a number on it. I looked confused and assumed it was his number.
"It's Harry's number. He hasn't stopped talking about you since yesterday and it's driving us all mental. Give him a call will you" He added.
"I think he ran off to his dressing room, want me to show you where it is?" Zayn asked me.

I immediately nodded my head and I followed him to the dressing room. Jess looked at me and I gave her a thumbs up to show her that everything was going well.

Once we got to the dressing room door, Zayn knocked.

"Hey Harry, I have a visitor for you. Its Dayla." He said, winking at me.
"Come in." Harry opened the door, after I walked, Zayn walked away and I shut the door behind me.

I sat on the sofa, Harry was nowhere to be found. I just sat there, looking at the walls around me when I heard footsteps coming from the bathroom.

I turned and saw Harry; he just stood there, looking at me in shock.

He didn't know what to do, and neither did I. Then he slowly walked up to me, lifts my chin up with his index finger and kissed my lips.

He pulled away for a second, searching for an answer through my eyes. I gave him a lop sided smile before snaking my arms around his neck and pulling him in for another kiss. He wrapped his arms around my waist and deepened the kiss. Once we parted we both laughed hysterically.

"We dont even know each other !" I said.

"I've been wanting to do that since I first saw you. The timing just seemed right." He fell back on the couch.

"So what now?" I fell beside him.

"You're mine." He smiled, entertwining his fingers with mine.

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