Rocking my world!

The short but complicated walk back to my seat was fun, we giggled quite a bit about how surreal this all was, as we turned the corner to my row and girl fell into her chair as Harry grinned at her -showing off his adorable dimples- and mumbled
"'Sorry love, can we squeeze past please?" to which she gaped and nodded, he bent down to kiss her on the cheek. She swooned.
"erm.. mum" I notified her of our presence, but it wasn't me that she was gaping at. It was Harry.
"Claire, did you um kidknap him?" this made Harry laugh rather hysterically
"Hello Mrs Mace, no, Claire didn't kidknap me, she happened to get lost."
"Claire, the toilets are right there, are you serious, please Harry, call me Jenny." He nodded and bowed to kiss her hand. How many hands were gonna be kissed tonight then?!
"Er... I need my phone please. Harry would like my number."
"Sure, here you go." The surprise in her eyes was probably un-noticed by the gorgeous man standing behing me, I saw it. He surprised me a little bit actually when he grabbed my phone out of my hands and texted himself from my phone, before looking up and grinning.
"Five minutes left of the break, five minutes."
"My apologies ladies, it looks like I might have to go" he bent down and kissed me softly on the cheek before spinning on his heel and walking away.
~Harry's POV~
She was standing there as I texted myself, looking at me with those peircing blue eyes. I glanced up at her through the corner of my eyes, luckily she didn't notice. Slipping her phone back into her hand the voice rang over the stadium.
"Five minutes left of the break, five minutes"
I apologised for my leaving as I made the rash decision to swoop my head down and peck her lightly on the cheek. I walked away grinning whilst passing various fans who were asking me if they could have a picture, hopefully I'm not looking over at Claire in any of them.
As I walked back to the dressing room Louis caught my shoulder.
"Haz, who was that?" he said glancing up at Claire.
"That, is Claire." I smiled back. The crowd began to scream as the first chords of magic came on, I began to sing and every word was directed at the ginger in the audience.

~Claire~
I actually love the song magic, so when it came on i joined the rest of the directioners in screeching before shouting the words. I looked at Harry who was singing, at me? My breath was knocked from me and I had to sit back down, he of course found this whole thing funny and broke into hysterics on the stage. My mum had obviously noticed and she laughed too.
"'Ya know Pidge(which was her nick name for me, it was short for pidgeon) if I didn't know better I'd say that boy right there, might just have a wee crush!"
"Oh please ma, look at all of these girls! I saw some on the way to the toilet as I passed, there are some real stunners here screaming his name! He is just trying to be nice!"
"Well, how many of those people have his number? How many people did he kiss on the cheek?" I couldn't answer she did sort of have a point.
The song changed then, Harry's voice began to fill the stadium and he was singing about not caring what people say when were together. The thought of being with him made me smile, I knew that I was over-thinking way to much. STOP!
~Later that night(Claire)~
I had to do it, it would make me regret it if I didn't, after the standing crowd had fled towards the large doors, I saw him run up the stairs towards my row. A series of gasps and sqeals emerged from some girls as he ran toward me. Perfect.
"Harry?"
"Yeah?" he drawled
"Can I-um... have a..."
"Picture, yeah sure thing, love" He climbed over my vacated seat and stood next to me with his arm around me leaning close to me and grinning at the camera, I glanced at him out of the corner of my eye at how perfect his face really was; high cheekbones, cute little dimples and a jawline that could cut glass. That was just a side profile, when he then turned toward me I was captivated by his twinkling, beautiful, green eyes.
"Claire, you weren't even looking at the camera!" My mum suddenly said.
"Don't worry about it Mrs... I mean Jenny, I will take a quick snap of us here." He held out his hand... why? Oh my phone, right.
"SELFIE!" He screamed, making me laugh, at that moment the flash hit my eyes and caught us smiling together, his voice came close to my ear then
"There you go beautiful, your first ever picture with me.- He winked and walked off, before quickly spinning and jogging back.- oh I almost stole your phone, here you go!"
"Oh thanks" I giggled. By now girls were looking at us with awe and jealousy spread across their faces. He leaned in and kissed me again on the cheek before whispering in my ear.
"Please text me?"
"Of course" I smiled again and he walked off this time, jogging down the stairs and murmuring thanks to the crowd as he past.
~Harry's POV~
I knew she was looking at me, I felt her burning gaze on me as I smiled at the camera, I had to repeatedly force myself not to turn and stare back, I didn't want to scare her away.
"Claire, you weren't even looking at the camera!" Her mum burst. This was the perfect time for me to step in and take her phone to take a selfie with her.
"SELFIE!" I screamed as she giggled close to my cheek I examined us on the large screen of her Samsung and we were both laughing, perfect. I whispered to her feeling the heat spread on her cheeks as I called her beautiful, someone had to do it, let her know she was quite a view. I began to walk away when I remembered I still had her phone, I turned quickly and handed it back to her before kissing her gently on the cheek, I asked her to text me, I don't know why but I was so drawn to her, but I wanted to stay in contact. As I gave her phone back I happened to notice a pretty blode posing next to Claire, one day I might have to ask her name.

Notes

This one is sort of a filler guys, sorry!