You had finally got tickets to meet One Direction at some fan meet-up they were doing, you had never been so excited in your life.

You were waiting in line, one person away from them, specifically Harry, your personal favourite.

As the person in front of you had walked away from them, you stepped forwards as the nerves began to build up.

“Hi,” You squeaked out, your hands shaking a little because of how nervous you were as you stood in front of Harry Styles.

“Hi, love.” He greeted, looking down at you as you stood nervously. “You want a hug?” He asked you, feeling like you were too overstimulated to ask.

You nodded and with that, he wrapped his arms around your body securely. He was warm, so warm. You hugged him back, not holding him as tight as he was holding you.