*Harry's P.O.V*
Shoot. I messed up by singing along. I just couldn't resist when I saw her. Her wavy brown hair shimmered in the late-afternoon sunlight, her brown-rimmed green eyes glimmered as she played, and her nimble fingers deftly floated over the keys. Great. I either have to lie to this amazing girl and risk hurting her later, or just tell her the truth now. I prefer the latter. I took a deep breath.
"Yes I know One Direction. Actually, um, I'm kinda in One Direction," I said holding my breath, waiting to see her reaction. Her brow furrowed.
"Really?" I nodded.
"Cool! Don't worry, I'm not going to go all crazy fan girl on you. I promise I won't tell anyone I know you."" I let out a deep sigh of relief. Savannah wasn't like other girls. As suave as I am, my face slightly turned red as I asked to see her phone. She handed it to me, and I put my number in it. I snapped a photo of me and saved that as my contact photo. After I handed her phone back to her, I gave her my phone. She typed in her number and refused to take a picture of herself, despite my pleads. Nevertheless, I silently cheered as she returned my phone to me. She happened to glance outside at the fading afternoon light, and that sent her into a panic.
"Whoa! What's the rush?" I asked as she hurriedly packed up the flute and guitar.
"I have a lot of homework, and I'm supposed to babysit my younger cousins tonight," she said as she slung her backpack around her shoulder.
"I hate to go now, but, I'll see you later ok?" I nodded. She waved and took the instrument cases with her. I could hear her shouting to Riley as her boots pounded against the pavement. I smiled to myself. Score! I met this awesome girl (and her friend) and got her number! Savannah was really cool. She was a musician, which would come in handy with my career, and she was really pretty, caring, and smart. Maybe Riley and Niall would work out too. . . hmmm. . .

*Riley's P.O.V*
I was drinking my 3rd bottle of soda when Savannah rushed up to me.
"Come ON! We gotta go!" She shouted, shaking my arm. I rolled my eyes and got my backpack. She shoved my guitar in my hands and took off.
"Savannah! Wait! I'm not in track so slow down! Geez!" I yelled. She slowed down, like, .001%. I rolled my eyes and ran after her.

*Savannah's P.O.V*
I could barely hear Riley behind me, as loud as she can be. I was stuck in a mob of screaming girls and annoying camera guys. I took a deep breath.
"MOVE IT!" I yelled. The crowd immediately parted as I ran down the center, Riley sprinting after me. Geez, these people are so slow. Do I really have to raise my voice that much?! I'm pretty sure the people in Maine heard me. These Los Angeles people need to get a clue! I'm not one to yell that much, but when I do. . . just watch out. A vibration in my hand made me glance down.

Hey want to come over tomorrow night to meet my mates? You can bring Riley over too if you want –Harry

Sure what time? –Savannah

How about 6? –Harry

Great! See you there :) –Savannah

Panting, I finally reached my house.
"Later Riley! Oh! I almost forgot! Wanna come over to Harry's tomorrow around 6 with me?" She nodded and gave a thumbs up. I opened the door with my key and started on my homework.

*Harry's P.O.V*
Yes! Savannah's coming over tomorrow! I quickly texted the guys to make sure they're coming. I jumped into my car and sped to flat that Louis and I share. I bursted through the door, and Eleanor and Louis were on the couch watching cartoons.
"Whoa! Where's the fire?" Louis joked.
"Oh whatever! Anyway, I met this girl when I was being chased by the paps and fans, and she is really talented. But I barely managed to convince her to sing for me. Her name is Savannah, and she's coming over tomorrow to meet you and the guys- oh and Perrie too if she can make it. Plus, she might bring her friend, Riley," El's face lit up at the thought of other girls to hang out with.
I rushed to the den to pick out a movie for tomorrow; but knowing Liam, we'll probably have to change it at the last minute to Toy Story or something.