Louis P.O.V –

"Louis! Come on! We're going to be late!"

"Alright Lottie. I'm coming. Relax. You won't miss your precious meet and greet. Don't worry."

As soon as I got down the stairs, Lottie grabbed my wrist and started pulling me to the door. She had won meet and greet tickets for some famous singer she was obsessed with, Henry something. Since my mom couldn't take her, somehow I ended up being the one who had to bring her.

We get into the car and I watch as Lottie is basically bouncing up and down in her seat.

"Lotts, calm down."

"I can't calm down! I am going to meet Harry Styles! This is the best day of my life!" Lottie got louder and louder as she went on. I covered my ears so that I didn't go deaf.

"Yeah yeah. I'm sure meeting Henry will be the highlight of your entire life."

Lottie looked at me like she wanted to chop my head off. "It's HARRY Louis. HARRY!" She replied, clearly not happy with the fact that I can't remember his name.

"Right, right, whatever. Now, do you have the tickets?" I asked, making sure we have everything.

"YES! Now drive! If we are late I am going to kill you in your sleep!"

Mom really needs to stop letting her watch so many crime shows.

"Alright. Off we go."

We started to drive towards the venue. Lottie started playing some of this Harry guy's songs. I've heard them numerous times as she always blasts his music in her room. I've got to admit; his voice was amazing. Pop music isn't normally my style, but I can understand the fascination.

After about 45 minutes we got to the venue and started to walk towards where the meet and greet was being held. Lottie handed me the tickets and I handed them over to security. They waved us through and we got in line. I started to understand why Lottie was rushing me so much. We were the last people in line for the meet and greet.

"See Louis" Lottie said angrily, "Now we're barely going to have any time with him because we're last! He is barely going to be able to talk to us before he has to rush on stage!"

"Oh relax. Maybe he will spend more time with you because you're last and you don't have someone behind you rushing you along" I replied, trying to make sure I stay alive tonight.

"Whatever." Clearly it didn't work.

After being in line for about an hour, we finally got up to where Lottie would meet "the love of her life" as she likes to call him.

I could see the back of his head as he was saying goodbye to the fans in front of us. I noticed he had decently long curly hair that looked as if they would feel like silk. When he turned around, I froze. Now I could understand why my sister was so obsessed with him. He was definitely fit. His eyes reminded you of a spring day and his jawline could render anyone speechless. I must have been staring because he cleared his throat and I could feel my cheeks heat up.

"Right. Hi. I'm Louis. This is my sister Lottie."

"Hi Harry! I love you so much!" Lottie said, clearly in awe of the man standing in front of her.

"Aw thanks. I love you too!" Harry replied, glancing at me quickly with a smirk on his face.

"Louis take my phone so you can take our picture!" Lottie basically threw her phone at me and ran into Harry's arms.

I took the picture and then handed Lottie her phone back while she was talking to Harry about having all his albums and pictures of him all over her room. Wow Lotts, way to freak him out and sound like a stalker. After she said goodbye, we went to walk away when Harry turned to me.

"Don't you want a picture?" he asked.

"Me? No I'm just her chaperone since she is too young to come by herself." I replied, half wondering if I should take a picture with him just to have one.

"Where are your seats?" he asked suddenly.

"Uhh.." I pulled the tickets out of my back pocket and looked at where the seats were. "Section 241. Row 17." I told him.

Harry looked like he was thinking of something and then told us to stay for a minute. He went over and talked to a guy with a headset on. After a few minutes he came back with two VIP passes.

"Those are shit seats mate. Here, take these. Front row." He said, handing me the passes.

"Oh thanks man, but you really don't have to do that." I said.

"It's no problem. The people I invited tonight couldn't make it anyways. The seats would be empty if you don't sit there."

I reluctantly took the tickets and thanked him. We said our goodbyes and went to find our seats. He wasn't kidding. These were easily the best seats in the house.

"Oh my god! This is amazing!" Lottie shouted in my ear.

"Yeah these seats are definitely something." I said, half paying attention because I was mesmerized by the amount of people in the stadium.

After about 20 minutes, the lights dimmed and the screams got louder. Harry came out on stage and I swear I was going to go deaf by the end of the night.

"Straight off the plane to a new hotel..."

He sang and I was instantly sucked in. His voice was that perfect kind of raspy but clear. It had undertones of seduction. This man could get anyone to listen simply by opening his mouth. I couldn't help but notice how much more confident he sounded singing, compared to when he was talking.

I noticed throughout the concert he made it a point to be standing over on our side of the stage a lot. I could have sworn at one point he winked at me, but I shook my head and told myself that he must have been winking at the girls behind me.

"Lottie?" I asked, whisper shouting in her ear so she could hear me.

"What Lou?"

"Is he gay?" I asked, just simply wondering for my own information.

"Ha. No way Lou. Sorry but that man is mine!" She answered, looking at me as if she was daring me to challenge her.

"Lottie he is like five years older than you."

"Ugh! I know! Don't remind me. But really Lou, I don't know. I know there are rumors about it, but if he is, he's still closeted. He has never been seen with any men other than being friends or having business with them."

I didn't really mind that answer, so I left it alone. It was reaching almost the end of the concert and Harry was singing a really upbeat song. I noticed he walked over to our side of the stage and bent over and was looking me right in the eye and started singing.

"I wanna see the way you move for me baby. I wanna see the way you move for me baby. I wanna see the way you move for me."

This time there was no denying it. He definitely winked at me. I looked around to see if anyone else noticed and saw Lottie looking at me with her jaw dropped.

"What?" I asked her.

"Well that should answer your question about him being gay." She responded with a pout.

"Lotts, what are you on about?"

"Louis! He just sang to you and then winked at you!" She said, exasperated.

"Oh come on. He is just making sure everyone enjoys the show." I said, trying to downplay what had just happened.

"Sure Lou. Whatever helps you sleep at night."