Imagine...... You’re staying in New York City for the weekend. You’re Mom had to come on business and you had to tag along. You wake up in the hotel room to find a note from her. She had to leave early for a meeting. You let out a sigh knowing you’re going to be stuck in the hotel your whole time here. You’re in New York for heaven’s sake! You want to go shopping, see the sites! The clock reads seven am. The hotel serves breakfast until nine so you start getting dressed. You’re only going downstairs so your stick with a simple t-shirt and sweats with your hair up. After brushing your teeth, you head out the door grabbing the room key. You make your way down the hallway to the elevator. You push the button and hope no one else is in the elevator. You hate sharing elevators with strangers, it’s awkward and quiet. After a few seconds the doors slide open with a ding. You look inside the elevator to see someone already there. It’s not a stranger though. It’s Harry Styles. Your knees buckle. You’re in major shock. What was he doing here? He looks at your waiting for you to enter. The doors begin to close. “Wait!” you breath. Harry holds his large hand out and stopped to door. You quickly walk into the elevator knowing you nearly missed your chance. You stand there beside him not knowing what to say. It was early in the morning and you know he probably doesn’t want to be screamed at. You try to keep your breathing regular. “Going down?” he asks before pushing the button. “Y-Yes” you choke out. What do you say? Where’s the class in school that teaches you what to say to Harry Styles in an elevator? He pushes the button and smiles at you. You suddenly become very self conscience. However it puts you a bit at ease when you realize he is also dressed in sweats. “So what brings you to New York?” he asks you. “Business. You?” You say. “Same. Concert coming up.” He responds. It was slightly awkward, but you never wanted to leave. You realize you only have seconds left as the elevator continues downward. “I’m Harry” he says putting out his hand like you don’t know his name. You take his hand and say your name in return. “That’s a lovely name” he says smirking. You can’t stop the blood from rushing to your face. Before you can say anything else the elevator jolts to a stop. However to doors don’t open. You glance at Harry. He looks just as confused as you. The doors still aren’t opening. The lights shut off. For a moment you’re in pitch black. The emergency light flashes on illuminating the small space. You both look worriedly at one another. You realize the elevator is shut down. You’re stuck in an elevator, for who knows how long, with Harry Styles. ;) ~Jojo the Crazy Mofo~
Posted on: Wed, 10 Jul 2013 16:26:08 +0000