Love is is all around the planet

“This can't be real” I thought in my head. Here I was looking straight into to those gorgeous blue eyes I have been dreaming about for months now. I just want to grab his messy, perfect hair. I think the guys understand that I am caught off guard when I sit there with my mouth half open and look around in each of their faces, speechless. I sat there for several seconds before Harry who sits right behind me asks if I'm ok.

Me: Uhm, yeah, I'm sorry. Is this real? Am I dreaming?
*Louis pinches me*
Luis: So, are you dreaming?

I look into his face and his laugh is the most perfect thing I have ever heard. I start to smile when I realize that I am still there and not in my bed.

Me: I am still here. I can't be dreaming. Oh my god, I am so sorry! I am Nathalie. That was so rude of me.

I start to blush and look down in my lap. I am so embarrassed. How could they like me now, when I'm just like all the other girls they meet. Starstruck and awkward.

Niall: That's ok. It's not the worst reaction we've seen. One time, there was this girl who started yelling so much that she fainted. She was out for 5 minutes, and we didn't have time to wait for her to come back. I feel so sorry for her.

Me: Oh..

Liam: But from your reaction I guess we don't have to introduce ourselves?

Me: Well, I actually just started listening to your music, but I know who you are.

I regret that sentences as fast as I had said it. Trying to be cool, that is not something that will work. At least the guys laughed and started talking about something else. They wondered where I had been on vacation, and when I told them I had been in Portugal they told some funny stories from when they had been there. They mocked me for how pale I was after a week in the sun, and gave me compliments about my English. After a while everybody started doing their own things. I heard Zayn and Niall laughing now and then about something on a phone, and music in the distant from Harry who was lost in his own world looking out the window. Liam was sleeping with his head in his hood and Louis just sat there looking out the window. He turned his head to me and smiled.

Me: Isn't it boring some times, to travel so much?
Louis: I think I am past the time when I got bored of it. Now when we sit hours and hours on planes and buses, I just take the time to relax and think. There is so much happening at all time. We need to just get some time of our own to not loose ourselves. The worst part about it, is that we get time to miss people at home. That is almost everything I think of when we're not on the stage, in front of cameras or out there meeting the press and fans. You don't get the time to think of them. You don't get the time to think of yourself.
Me: I don't think I could bare being so much away from my family.
Louis. No, it's hard. But again, we are blessed to have this opportunity, I wouldn't take that back for anything.
Me: Do you all go along as well as it seems?
Louis: Haha, yeah, we are actually like real brothers to each other.
Me: I think that is incredible.

We sit there chatting for what seems like hours before we see that we are in Oslo. The bus driver ask me where I need to get off, and I start to collect my things.

Zayn: Hi, Nathalie, didn't you have two friends in that other bus?
Me: Yeah, Liv and Sara.
Zayn: Do you want to stay in Oslo tonight and show us how the norwegian girls party?
Me: I sure would love that. Just let me call the girls and ask them.

**Calling Liv**They talk in norwegian so the boys don't understand**

Me: We were just invited to a party, and I promise you, you don't want to miss this.
Liv: Nathalie. We just landed from a week full of partying, and you want to go straight to a new party?
Me: If you knew who we were going to party with, you wouldn't question it.
Liv: So why don't you tell me?
Me: There are five boys, they are british and they want to live while they're young. I am not saying anymore, just meet me at the Bristol hotel. His is going to be epic!

I hung up my phone and told the boys that we were in.

I got a text from Liv;

“Will they tell us the story of their lives and give us midnight memories?”

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