Out of Nowhere ***ON HOLD***

I saw the crowd across the street. Not really noticing it, until I saw the boy’s eyes in the centre darting around in panic. I ran across the street, before I even realised what I was doing. Not realising in doing so, my life was about to change.

Let me explain something, I am not your typical everyday eighteen year old girl. Yes, I can be super ‘girly’ at times - I like wearing pretty dresses and other things like that - but I can also be the complete opposite. Both my parents were operatives before I was born. My dad was part of the secret service and my mum was an intelligence agent. She stopped working when she became pregnant with me and went into the administrative side of her job so that she could be more involved in my life and my dad left the secret service for a less demanding bodyguard job. As you can imagine, however, they were big into the whole “fighting" thing. From little I have always attended karate, taekwondo and every self-defense classes imaginable. My parents taught me too,and as I got older I would practice fighting with them.
They were also, unsurprisingly, focused on protecting others. This meant that when they taught me to fight, they taught me to always fight for others.

So, as you can imagine, as soon as I saw the boy with long wavy hair being trapped by the forceful crowd, who were soon going to crush and trample him my instincts took over. I ran across the street. My feet slapping against the concrete, and my heart thundering in my ears. Hearing my heavy breaths. Everything began to slow down as I reached the crowd in front of me, rapidly growing, and rapidly becoming more forceful.

He was trying to force through the crowd heading towards the car parked on the street. It was getting thicker and harder. I reached the crowd pushing in from the back where it was less dense, elbowing the girls out of the way. I realized the boys mistake instantly. He needed to turn around. There was an office tower behind us, I knew what I had to do. I reached the boy and could saw in his eyes his panic. I needed to stay calm for him. My training kicks in. Lauren, If you sound in control you are in control. I made my voice as steady and as authoritative as I could as I looked him straight in the eyes “I can get you out of here. You just need to follow me and run” He nods, “ok” his voice trembling a bit from being jostled around. “ready?” I ask, not waiting for his answer placing my had on his upper back, “GO!”.

I guide him with my hand on his back, my other hand pushing the girls out of the way. I force him to turn around and we run to the office building behind us. I can feel him falter a bit unsure of what I am doing but thankfully he follows my lead. I don’t have time to convince him of my plan. We break through the thinner part of the crowd and run into the office building. The girls are still following us though. We make it through the building, him entering first.
"Get down," I yell "behind the desk"
He understands and ducks down putting his finger to his lips as the receptionist jumps in surprise. I continue to run, but I make sure that the girls see me turn the corner. As soon as I get around the corner I untie my hair and shrug off my jacket and take off my glasses. I swiftly change directions as the girls start to thunder around the corner. I continue to walk as I watch the girls run past me stampeding down the corridor. Once the last girl has passed me and is heading out the back door in search of the boy I walk back to the reception desk. I see him still sitting behind the desk his back leaning against it with his head lolling backwards against the desk and his eyes closed. The adrenalin pumping through starts to decrease as I look at him instead nerves taking over as I have a moment to truly take in how gorgeous he looks.

I clear my throat as I near him and his eyes snap open. His green eyes pierce straight through me and my once calm and in control demeanour instantly evaporates
“um, yea your good now, I mean, um, its all clear. ” oh god, girl. get it together.
He looks up at me and smiles, I hold out my hand to help him up. “thank you...um sorry I didn't catch a name”
“Lauren, my name’s Lauren” I rush
“Thank you very much Lauren.”
“its..its ok” Ugh pull yourself together, Lauren.
But in all of the confusion and adrenalin it hadn’t hit me, and now it has. This is Harry Styles. Harry freaken Styles is talking to me right now.
“is there anything I can do to repay you.” He asks his eyebrows furrowed.
“oh no, no its fine!” I ramble, I don’t want him to think I just did this to get something “ive got to go..um…yea I have uni, so, um nice meeting you.”
I awkwardly wave as I walk out but He just looks at me confused.

"well done Lauren, well done" I mutter to myself sarcastically as I run my hands through my hair. I place my forehead against the wall trying to calm down my unsteady breathing.
"stupid! stupid! stupid!" I groan hitting my head against the wall with each word.
Ugh! Well done Lauren. That was so smooth, really, that was just amazing. Ugh I hate my stupid self sometimes. Why did I get so tongue tied? I'm not even a huge fan. Ok, he was pretty hot though. Oh, god, I have to pull myself together.
I hear someone cough and my head snaps around. Harry is standing right next to me, an amused smirk on his face from watching me hit my head against the wall, a blush immediately forming on my cheeks.
“oh, um, hi again” I inwardly groan at my embarrassing self. Dear god, please let the ground just swallow me up right now!
“Hi” he smirks at me, I can almost hear his internal laughter. “look I really want to thank you properly. So I was wondering whether you would like to come back with me and meet the other boys?”
“oh I would love to! but I really do have to go to uni, if I don’t go they fail me im sorry”
“oh, no its fine. Look how bout you write down your number and ill see what I can do”
He didn’t have paper so i wrote my number on the back of his hand. his hands were smooth and warm and i felt a hum shoot through my arm whenever I touched him.
I give him back the pen and look into his green eyes. I suddenly realise I'm staring and this is getting awkward say something Lauren
“um, you better get going before the fans come back” why did I say that? sounds like I'm trying to get rid of him. Seriously Lauren? you suck at this.
“yeah," he says looking confused his hand on the back of his neck "Well I'm looking forward to seeing you again Lauren”

I watch him walk away, finally taking a full breath. the butterflies in my stomach finally settling.
Realising there is no way he is going to be good for me.

Notes

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