You and your best friend are currently on your way to a hotel. However, it wasn’t your hotel.

Earlier today, you were walking the streets of NYC with your best friend, Kendall, when you physically ran into two certain boys. Zayn Malik and Harry Styles. Long story short, you exchanged numbers and are now driving to their hotel with Kendall sitting in the passenger seat, when Zayn calls you.

“When you get to the hotel, just walk straight in-“ he starts. “Isn’t there gonna be security outside, though? are they gonna let us in?” You interrupt. “No, just listen to what i’m saying— there’s fans outside, yeah? You don’t want to look like a fan, so just walk straight in and head into the lift. If they ask who you are, you say your name is Christabelle Riley.” Zayn explains.

You both agree, when Zayn asks how far away you guys are. “20 minutes,” you answer, and Zayn is quiet for a moment. “Okay, well Harry’s saying you have to be a bit quicker than that,” he finally responds. “Tell Harry that we’re coming and that he has to wait,” Kendall says. “If he wants food, he has to wait, did you say?” Zayn teases. You and Kendall both laugh at the blatant lie. “Tell him to calm down, he’ll get it when we get there,” Kendall replies. Zayn tells you guys to be as quick as you can, before hanging up.

20 minutes later, you and kendall are pulling up to the hotel. you see what zayn was talking about, there are a lot of fans and security. you get out of the car and begin walking to the door. one of their security guards stops you. “where do you think you are going?” he stops. “i’m- i’m christabelle riley,” you say. the security guard eyes the two of you for a moment, before letting you go.