Coincidence

"Thank you for the times you said, 'Don't make a sound.' Thanks for the ropes you used to hold us down." ~ MKTO, Thank you.
~
"Maddison Alice Marie. You are coming with me even if I have to drug and drive you there." My friend screams at the top of her lungs.
"God, did you have to use my full name?" I say jumping the last couple of steps. She smiles at me and skips out of the house and down the driveway. She hops into her little blue bug that looked like it was built in the 1950's. She waved me down as I grab my keys and lock the door.
"Bye, mom." I yell, hopping into the old bug. As I close my door Marie floors her 1950's bug named Fred. "You need to get a new car." I state as we pull up to a stop sign.
"Don't say that in front of Fred." She covers her car as if trying to block my words. "You didn't mean it, right?"
I don't say anything.
"Maddison Alice-"
"Why do you keep using my full name?" I ask interrupting her midway into my name.
"Tell Fred that you didn't mean it and I will stop."
I sigh, but comply.
"I'm sorry Fred, I didn't mean it." I try and sound sympathetic for Marie, but it comes out kinda strangled.
"For now." She continues after I say sorry.
"What?"
"I said Fred says thank you." I know that she didn't say that, but what can I do besides drop it.
"Okay, so I don't want you scaring them with your," she gestures to all of me and I frown. What was wrong with me? "Your you-ness."
"Marie that's not a real word."
"That's what I mean." I just sigh and let it go. With Marie, you never win.
"How much longer?" I ask not looking up from my phone. I'm not the type of girl to be on their phone 24/7, half the time I can't find it, but in a car for a long time it's the only thing to do.
"About an hour." she replies. I just sit farther back into my seat and try and kill stupid pigs with angry birds. The concept of the game was faulty, but it was still addictive.
"So who exactly is going to be here?" I ask. We made it to the Barnes and Noble hosting the author signing.
Walking towards the entrance, she replies: "John Green, Maggie Stiefvater, Veronica Roth and a mystery person." She replies with a smile that was shining brighter then the sun. What did I get my self into?
"Do you know who the mystery person is?" I realize how stupid that sounds the moment it leaves my lips.
"Yes, Alice. I know exactly who the mystery person is. That's why they call it a mystery." She says, sarcasm dripping from her every word. I just shrug and keep walking. The store was massive. The two stories seemed big enough to fit my whole town in and the some. Every inch of the store was covered with books or music or magazines.
"I've never been in a store this big." I say to Marie. We find the conference room in the back, the door to it adorned with signs covered in the authors' names. It was able to hold around 10,000 people, but it looked like it could fit 10x that many. We got there almost 2 hours before the signing was meant to happen and so only about 6 other people were there, sitting in various seats around the room. We took our seats in the second row from the front and I pulled out my phone again. Marie took out a book and opened it to the first page.
~
"Maddison Alice Marie wake up. We need to get our books signed." I feel myself get up before my mind actually.
"Actually, you need to get your books signed. I'm going to follow you like a lost puppy." I say, still groggy.
"How did you sleep through all the screaming and talking?" She questions.
"Is that what that was? I thought my mom was telling me to get up and go to school." I reply. I didn't realize that I had fallen asleep untill I was shaken awake by Marie. "Where is everyone?"
"They left like 20 minutes ago. You will never guess who the mystery person was." She was practically shouting at me. I put my hands on her shoulders to try and stop the bouncing, but it only made it worse.
"Hmm." I reply, trying to sound interested. I grab my purse and start for the exit when she grabs my arm. "Where are you going?"
"Back to the car, so we can go back home." I say.
"Nope. You are coming with me." She starts pulling me in the opposite direction towards the hidden door in the back. "We are going to meet the authors and get my books signed."
"Why didn't you get your books signed while I was asleep?"
"Because I was trying to wake you up. They told me to just meet them in the back when I woke you up. Now you're awake and I want to meet them." I sigh and run a hand through my messy hair and follow her so she doesn't pull my arm off.
The back room wasn't that large, but they could fit quite a large couch and a table full of snacks in it. They also had a large TV on the wall oposite the couch. There was a man, a boy and two women sitting on the couch watching a weird TV show. It just showed an empty conference room that looked exactly like the one we were just in.
"Is that the conference room we were just in?" I blurt out. They all look over at us and just nod. I stare at them in utter shock. They were watching Marie try and wake me up for the past 20 minutes. That's not creepy.
"Hey, you must be Maddison Alice Marie." says the older man. I nod still shocked that they were watching me sleep.
I finally get enough of my voice back to speak, but Marie beats me to it. "Alice, this is," She points to all the people in order, "Veronica Roth, Maggie Stiefvater, John Green and I think you know who the last one is. I mean everyone does."
"The Mystery person." I say, looking at him. Then it hits me. Young, curly brown hair and emerald green eyes. The only person with that combination.
"Harry Styles." I breath out.
"The one and only." He replies with his British accent. He looks at me like he doesn't remember, but he has to. Doesn't he?
"What are you doing here? It's a book signing." I say without using my internal 'word filter.' Though I would have said it filter or not just a little differently.
"Book and Music signing actually." he says calmly. He really had the nerve to stay this calm in front of me?
"You knew. Didn't you?" I turn to my so called best friend and give her the most evil glare I could muster. Marie knew that I hated One Direction with a fiery passion deep in my gut. "That's why you didn't mention the music part. Did you know he was going to be here?" I was practically yelling at her.
"Yes and no. I didn't know that it was going to be him, but I did know it was someone from One Direction. Anyway, will you sign my books?" They all nod and pull out pens from no where. My friend was the master of subject changes.
"Who do you want this made out to?" Veronica asks as Marie gives her her book.
"Isabel Marie Johnson." She says.
"Why do you call each other by your middle names?" asks the menace, Harry. I glare at him which he returns with his infamous smirk. It makes me glare harder which makes him chuckle. "You don't have to answer, it was just a question." He says raising his hands in surrender. He didn't need to know that I changed my name because of him.
"Can I wait outside?" I ask Marie. She gives me her 'don't you dare' glare and I stay where I am. I wish I was still dreaming, that I could actually forget what happened in junior high. I tried so hard to get rid of him and anything that reminded me of him.
~
It takes Marie an hour to get four signatures and one on the back of her IPod. We make it outside before she starts to shoot me with questions. I ignore them all and get into the passenger seat. "I'm your best friend and I love you more then the earth and the moon. What happened before you moved here? I'm going to guess that that's actually when it happened. Whatever it is." She rambles on for the rest of the car ride, but I tune it all out.
When we pull up to my house I get out and trudge up the walkway. "I know you're mad." She yells from her seat behind the wheel.
"I'm not mad." I say back and then walk into my house closing the door softly. I can feel the tears running down my cheeks and I run past my sister and up the stairs before anyone can see me. I slam my door closed and fall on my bed and cry.
I hear a knock on my bedroom door. "Come in." I say between sniffles. Marie walks in holding up my favorite movie of all time and a tub of strawberry ice cream. She was the bestest friend in the whole universe and I didn't care that bestest wasn't a word because it described her the best.
"You don't have to talk about it, but I will not allow my best friend to be sad on her own or at all." I smile up at her and she plops down on the bed next to me. She hit play and the movie started while we opened the ice cream and dug in.
Halfway through the movie she paused it to go to the bathroom. She comes back a moment later and before she presses play I stop her. "I'm sorry I've been a butt of a friend." I say, not meeting her eyes. "I just... It's a touchy subject and I will tell you, but not now." I say. She just smiles at me understandingly. She presses play to the movie and we watch the rest of it in silence, but good silence.
"I love you. You are my best friend." I say before I fall asleep.
"I know." I think I hear her say, but I'm not fully sure because before my head hit my pillow I was out. I guess I cried most of my energy out.
~

Notes

So this is my first Harry Styles fanfic. I also put it up on wattpad @fandom_geeks_. I hope you like it.

~Sadie