Flashbacks and Echoes
Chapter 3
Sam's POV
"I apologize for anything she may say or do ahead of time. She's a huge fan. Like its borderline unhealthy." I said.
I can only imagine how this is going to go. Knowing Jamie, she's gonna scream. Or maybe she'll cry. Then again, this is Jamie, so it'll probably be a combination of both.
"It's honestly nothing we haven't experienced. As long as she doesn't scream, we're good." Harry replied.
I hear a car alarm set and I check outside to see Jamie walking to the aparment. Well, here we go.
"She's outside. Let me unlock the door, she left her house keys on the table."
"No, let me. I'll open it for her." Harry smiles.
"Aren't you trying to stay on the down low? I don't think this would be the best way to go about that."
"Don't worry. I've got this under control."
Harry walks to the door and waits till he hears her coming up the last flight of stairs to open the door."
"You, must be Jamie."
No response.
Jamie's POV
He knows my name?! Of course he does stupid. Play it cool. Just be cool. I opened my mouth to talk but I was very rudely stopped. Harry grabbed my waist pushing me against the wall and covered my mouth.
"If you can be a good girl, I can give you a much more valid reason to scream other than me standing in your doorway." He whispered in my ear.
What?
Harry's POV
"I wasn't going to scream." She snapped.
"It sure looked that way to me."
"I was going to say hi. Not scream. Are you really as arrogant as the media makes you out to be?"
"No." That was harsh.
"Well, right now, like this" she waves to me pinning her to the wall "it sure seems that way."
"Oh. Right. Erm, sorry?"
"Yeah, sure. Can you get off of me now?" She said.
This is not how I expected her to be. What was it that Sam called me? The man she considers to be the love of her life?
"Hello? Earth to Harry, are you in there?" She waved her hand in front of my face.
"Sorry, what?"
"Are you coming in or do you want my neighbors 12 year old daughter to see you when she comes up?" She said in an annoyed voice.
I walked in the apartment following behind Jamie. Her pictures definitely did her no justice. I don't even know how I'm gonna bring up that we're here because of her.
Jamie's POV
This is going better than I planned. Now I just have to keep up the hard to get attitude. I don't want to throw myself at him; how many times a day does a girl throw herself at him? That's not going to be me. He looked surprised by how I acted. Good. That means I'm believable.
"Jamie, this is Niall. Though I'm sure you know that already." Harry smirked.
"Hello." I smile.
This gets harder by the second. I'm waiting for Louis, Zayn, and Liam to pop out. This has to be a dream.
"Sam, can I talk to you for a sec?"
She nods and I take her into my room and shut the door.
"Do you know why they're here?! Or how long they're gonna be here?! I can only play it cool for so long Sam. I'm about to lose it. They're in. Our apartment. Harry Styles pinned me against a wall. Do you know what kind of self control I'm demonstrating here?!"
"Wait, wait, wait! He pinned you up against a wall?!" She practically shouted.
"Shhh! Yes! I thought I was going to pass out."
"Did he say anything?!"
"Something about a much more valid reason to scream. Something like that. I was too busy telling my brain to breathe."
A knock on the door ends our conversation. When I opened the door Niall is standing there; I hope he wasn't listening.
"Er, I hate to intrude, but do you guys have anything eat?"
Sam and I just laughed and Sam brought Niall into the kitchen. I don't want to cock block her, but I don't know if I want to be left alone with Harry either. I finally make the decision to go into the living room with Harry.
"There you are." He smiled.
"Yep." I said, emphasizing the "p" sound.
"You're not nearly as friendly as you were when I was texting you."
"Uhm, I'm pretty sure I'd know if Harry Styles was texting me."
"Obviously, you didn't earlier when I had your friends phone."
Oh God, no. This is so bad. So much for hard to get.
"Bet that changes your game up quite a bit, doesn't it? What was it you said? 'I suppose asking him to marry me isn't socially acceptable' was it?"
I instantly feel my whole face turn bright red. I just want to sink into my couch until I become part of the fixture. I wasn't texting Sam, I was texting Harry.
"Like I said, game changer." He laughed. "So why don't we start over? The right way. I'm Harry." He reached out to shake my hand.
"I'm Jamie. I'm also sorry for uhm, being less than pleasant before." I replied.
"It was sort of refreshing. I was much better than you screaming like we all anticapated." He laughed and I joined in.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but why exactly are you here?"
"Niall and I are actually here because the person we're looking into opening for this tour lives in this area." He replied.
"Wow. And you guys came personally? They must be good. Why so secretive?"
"Well, our management doesn't exactly know we're here. They wanted a more known act, but we knew that we wanted this act. So, Niall and I decided we were going to do things our way. So here we are."
"Oh wow. I'm assuming you have some kind of background on them?" I asked.
"I think we might've gotten a lot luckier than we planned." He replied.
"How'd you find them?" I asked.
"Well, it isn't a 'them' its just one person. But she tweeted us covers like every other day, and I finally clicked on one. Usually, I hate to say it, but usually the covers people do are absolute rubbish, but I guess I found the needle in the haystack." He replied.
"Oh, I see."
Countless covers I've sent Harry and Niall specifically, and he just said most of them are rubbish. Well, that confirms my thoughts. Everyone was just being nice, I actually suck. If Harry Styles said it, it must be true.
"You look upset."
No shit. You just told me I suck. Well, you didn't, but you did.
"I'm not." I lied, "Whoever she is, she's incredibly lucky. I mean who would pass up an opportunity like that? Especially being unsigned. That's like every singer's dream." I replied.
"I was hoping you'd say that." He smiled.
"I don't think you needed my opinion on what she would say." I laughed.
"You're right, I don't need you're opinion."
No, really?
"I need an answer. Would you like to open for One Direction for the Where We Are tour?"
What?
"I apologize for anything she may say or do ahead of time. She's a huge fan. Like its borderline unhealthy." I said.
I can only imagine how this is going to go. Knowing Jamie, she's gonna scream. Or maybe she'll cry. Then again, this is Jamie, so it'll probably be a combination of both.
"It's honestly nothing we haven't experienced. As long as she doesn't scream, we're good." Harry replied.
I hear a car alarm set and I check outside to see Jamie walking to the aparment. Well, here we go.
"She's outside. Let me unlock the door, she left her house keys on the table."
"No, let me. I'll open it for her." Harry smiles.
"Aren't you trying to stay on the down low? I don't think this would be the best way to go about that."
"Don't worry. I've got this under control."
Harry walks to the door and waits till he hears her coming up the last flight of stairs to open the door."
"You, must be Jamie."
No response.
Jamie's POV
He knows my name?! Of course he does stupid. Play it cool. Just be cool. I opened my mouth to talk but I was very rudely stopped. Harry grabbed my waist pushing me against the wall and covered my mouth.
"If you can be a good girl, I can give you a much more valid reason to scream other than me standing in your doorway." He whispered in my ear.
What?
Harry's POV
"I wasn't going to scream." She snapped.
"It sure looked that way to me."
"I was going to say hi. Not scream. Are you really as arrogant as the media makes you out to be?"
"No." That was harsh.
"Well, right now, like this" she waves to me pinning her to the wall "it sure seems that way."
"Oh. Right. Erm, sorry?"
"Yeah, sure. Can you get off of me now?" She said.
This is not how I expected her to be. What was it that Sam called me? The man she considers to be the love of her life?
"Hello? Earth to Harry, are you in there?" She waved her hand in front of my face.
"Sorry, what?"
"Are you coming in or do you want my neighbors 12 year old daughter to see you when she comes up?" She said in an annoyed voice.
I walked in the apartment following behind Jamie. Her pictures definitely did her no justice. I don't even know how I'm gonna bring up that we're here because of her.
Jamie's POV
This is going better than I planned. Now I just have to keep up the hard to get attitude. I don't want to throw myself at him; how many times a day does a girl throw herself at him? That's not going to be me. He looked surprised by how I acted. Good. That means I'm believable.
"Jamie, this is Niall. Though I'm sure you know that already." Harry smirked.
"Hello." I smile.
This gets harder by the second. I'm waiting for Louis, Zayn, and Liam to pop out. This has to be a dream.
"Sam, can I talk to you for a sec?"
She nods and I take her into my room and shut the door.
"Do you know why they're here?! Or how long they're gonna be here?! I can only play it cool for so long Sam. I'm about to lose it. They're in. Our apartment. Harry Styles pinned me against a wall. Do you know what kind of self control I'm demonstrating here?!"
"Wait, wait, wait! He pinned you up against a wall?!" She practically shouted.
"Shhh! Yes! I thought I was going to pass out."
"Did he say anything?!"
"Something about a much more valid reason to scream. Something like that. I was too busy telling my brain to breathe."
A knock on the door ends our conversation. When I opened the door Niall is standing there; I hope he wasn't listening.
"Er, I hate to intrude, but do you guys have anything eat?"
Sam and I just laughed and Sam brought Niall into the kitchen. I don't want to cock block her, but I don't know if I want to be left alone with Harry either. I finally make the decision to go into the living room with Harry.
"There you are." He smiled.
"Yep." I said, emphasizing the "p" sound.
"You're not nearly as friendly as you were when I was texting you."
"Uhm, I'm pretty sure I'd know if Harry Styles was texting me."
"Obviously, you didn't earlier when I had your friends phone."
Oh God, no. This is so bad. So much for hard to get.
"Bet that changes your game up quite a bit, doesn't it? What was it you said? 'I suppose asking him to marry me isn't socially acceptable' was it?"
I instantly feel my whole face turn bright red. I just want to sink into my couch until I become part of the fixture. I wasn't texting Sam, I was texting Harry.
"Like I said, game changer." He laughed. "So why don't we start over? The right way. I'm Harry." He reached out to shake my hand.
"I'm Jamie. I'm also sorry for uhm, being less than pleasant before." I replied.
"It was sort of refreshing. I was much better than you screaming like we all anticapated." He laughed and I joined in.
"I don't mean to sound rude, but why exactly are you here?"
"Niall and I are actually here because the person we're looking into opening for this tour lives in this area." He replied.
"Wow. And you guys came personally? They must be good. Why so secretive?"
"Well, our management doesn't exactly know we're here. They wanted a more known act, but we knew that we wanted this act. So, Niall and I decided we were going to do things our way. So here we are."
"Oh wow. I'm assuming you have some kind of background on them?" I asked.
"I think we might've gotten a lot luckier than we planned." He replied.
"How'd you find them?" I asked.
"Well, it isn't a 'them' its just one person. But she tweeted us covers like every other day, and I finally clicked on one. Usually, I hate to say it, but usually the covers people do are absolute rubbish, but I guess I found the needle in the haystack." He replied.
"Oh, I see."
Countless covers I've sent Harry and Niall specifically, and he just said most of them are rubbish. Well, that confirms my thoughts. Everyone was just being nice, I actually suck. If Harry Styles said it, it must be true.
"You look upset."
No shit. You just told me I suck. Well, you didn't, but you did.
"I'm not." I lied, "Whoever she is, she's incredibly lucky. I mean who would pass up an opportunity like that? Especially being unsigned. That's like every singer's dream." I replied.
"I was hoping you'd say that." He smiled.
"I don't think you needed my opinion on what she would say." I laughed.
"You're right, I don't need you're opinion."
No, really?
"I need an answer. Would you like to open for One Direction for the Where We Are tour?"
What?
