*Gaby's POV*

My heart pumped excitedly as Taylor and I waited in the formation of people. This would be my second time meeting them, but that didn't make it any less incredible. Plus, last time wasn't the same due to my exhaustion and soreness from having been in line for four hours. I let my thoughts drift back to that day...

I had always kept it to myself because it was probably nothing. I don't know why I'm bothering trying to explain it, because I really don't know how to in the first place. I had never had a "favorite" member of the band. Niall, Liam, Harry, Louis, and Zayn were all amazing to me. But when my eyes met Harry's... There was just a pull. An essence. A familiarity. A comfortableness. I knew that his charm did things to people, but I couldn't help but feel like there was something else there. Something that just felt like I was meant to be standing there. At the moment, my heart wanted to say so many things that my mind just couldn't comprehend enough to say.

Realistically though, I knew that was crazy of me to think. I was just starstruck. I would bet that every girl feels that way with him.

"Gaby!" Taylor grasped my arm, shaking it lightly. I could almost see the energy bursting out of her in rays of orange and yellow sunshine. "It's almost our turn!"

I laughed at her enthusiasm, nodding my head frantically, and standing up on my tippytoes to try to see over the stream of people in front of us. "We're so close!"

I met Taylor in Freshman year. I guess that wasn't very long ago, given we're only Sophomores now. But we saw each other practically every day, so we were beyond close. She was probably the only one that I felt 100% myself around. She really brought out the best in me.

I didn't have to try so hard around her.

As we got closer and closer to the boys, the feeling deep in the pit of my stomach started to grow outward, my nerves spreading through every cell, every atom of my body. This moment, as stupid, cliche, and fangirly as it sounded, could make or break me. I said before that I knew I was being ridiculous, but in all honesty, I hadn't stopped thinking about my connection with Harry in a long time.

I had to face it. I would step up to them, Taylor jumping by my side, and they would smile, sign my things, then I'd be ushered on. He probably didn't even remember me. The sooner I realized that, the better.

"You're next up, girls." The security guard smiled. He ushered us on to the table they sat at. My heart was pounding a little louder with every inch I moved. Everything was in slow motion, and everything around me kind of started to seem distant. I took a deep breath. I needed to be calm. I didn't want to waste this moment freaking out, I wanted to spend it with One Direction.

I stepped up to Niall, and he gave me his signature, beautiful smile before leaning over the CD and drew his name and underlined it once. "Thanks for coming!" He waved before Taylor took my place.

"I love you so much!" I heard Taylor say, her voice a little shaky. I wasn't able to hear what he said in return, but I did hear her easily recognizable squeal.

Liam scrawled his name along side of Niall's, an X right beneath it, only able to give me a quick high five before I was told to move on.

"Vas happening!" Zayn exclaimed, making me laugh after I took a step forward to face him.

"Will you look for me tonight during the concert?" I asked timidly. "I'll be right in the front row of the balcony!"

"Sure thing, babe." He smiled at me, sliding the CD over to Louis and I followed right after it.

I glanced behind me to check on Taylor and make sure that she hadn't passed out or anything like last time. As I turned, I saw her leaning forward and placing a kiss on Zayn's cheek. I dropped by jaw a little bit. Was that legal?

"Can I get pregnant from that?" I heard her ask Zayn, causing him to tilt his head back in a laugh.

I lost the rest of the conversation when Louis smiled up at me. "Ello there!"

"Hiya Louis! Do you remember me?" I knew he probably didn't, so I explained to help him cover up. "I was right here almost exactly a year ago!"

"It's nice to see you again! I'm glad you're so dedicated to our music! Give me your name again?"

"Gaby!" I giggled, ecstatic that he cared enough to ask, and now knew what it was.

He hit his hand loudly on the table, almost hitting Harry's hand beside him. "That is an excellent name! Isn't it, Harry? Wouldn't you like to sign Gaby's shirt? It has your face right on it!"

I couldn't tell if Louis was acting weirder weird, or just his usual weird. But Harry made a "huh?" sound as he turned away from the girl who was being pushed along. When I saw him, his eyes got about three times bigger, the emerald green glistened. His mouth parted just barely.

Louis slapped his hand against Harry's back. "Sign her shirt, Harry, go on! I'll bet she'll give you a cat in return!" Harry shot him a glare, and shrugged his hand off.

"Would you like me to sign your shirt, Gaby?" He asked me, his voice dripping like honey.

"That would be awesome, thanks!" I obeyed when he signaled me to come behind the table.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Keep moving now." Management argued, trying to push me away.

"No!" Harry grabbed my arm, pulling me back to him. "I want to sign her shirt and give her a hug!"

My heart blew up in my chest. I think I started to shaking too, because when Harry started to write his name on my back he wrapped his opposite arm around to my stomach and said "Calm down, sweetheart."

I nodded my head, but the shaking just got worse, I few tears pooling in my eyes. One Direction made me emotional. I couldn't help it. And... Harry Styles was hugging me, calling me a sweetheart. That was a good reason to get emotion, no matter what.

He took something from around his neck and pulled it over my head. I was too disoriented to look down at what was around the string. He leaned forward and whispered something in my ear "I wasn't going to lose this moment again."

And just like that, he was gone. I was gone. He was signing some other girl's something and I was being taken farther and farther away.

Soon I was in Taylor's tight embrace and she was jumping up and down, encouraging me to jump too. "OHMYGOD! THAT WAS AMAZING!"

My breathing was either getting faster or slower, at this point I couldn't tell. I tried to adjust to normal by listening to Taylor's voice. "Niall said I was beautiful, and that he loved me! And I kissed Zayn's cheek! And Louis said I had a cute butt! HE LOOKED AT MY BUTT! And then Liam, oh my goodness! He winked! WITH HIS EYE!"

"What else was he going to wink with?" I smiled as we began to walk toward the bench in the middle of the mall. She knew I was only giving her a hard time, and that I was obviously just as excited as she was.

"Now let's talk about this!" She pulled and grabbed at what was around my neck. I'd forgotten to look.

"What is it?" I tried to read the plastic card upside down. Her eyes bugged out of her head.

"HOLY SHIT! It's a backstage pass!"

"No way. Let me see." She must have misread something. But she was right. And if someone were to tell me then that it was going to change my life, I wouldn't have believed them. Wait, that's a lie. I totally would have. In fact, a thousand different scenarios were playing out in my head at once.