Chapter 2

                                    

                                          
I’m standing there like an idiot, not knowing what to say or do. Do I tell him I’m not Ariana or do I just go along with it? My heart starts racing, I feel like I’m about to burst out screaming, but what the heck, I’ll go for it.
                          
            “Uh, nice to m-meet you too, Harry.” I say, stuttering. 
                          
            “So glad you could make it to the show.” He blushes.
                          
            “Y-ya! So am I...” I laugh.
                          
            What did I just get myself in to? God Lauren. 
                          
Harry’s POV
                          
            Few hours earlier:
                          
            “So you actually got Ariana Grande to come to the show? Are you joking that’s totally cool! Oh my god!” Niall screams, jumping up and down holding my shoulders. 
                          
            Niall has some sort of strange obsession for Ariana, don’t ask why, I try to ignore it as much as I can. He’s never met her before, so I decided that I would invite Ariana to the show tonight, just to get to know her... and for Niall. But when I did invite her, she never replied to my text, so I didn’t know if she was coming or not... but to explain that to Niall? That’s hard. 
                          
            “Niall, mate, I don’t know if she’s coming yet for sure.” I explain.
                          
            “W-what? Well how will you know if she’s here or not?” He asks sounding worried.
                          
            “I don’t know. I’ll send Paul and the guys to go find out if she is here or not. Calm down Niall.” 
                          
            “Hawwy!” Lux comes running down the hallway in her little diva outfit that I bought her just last week, “Lux! Hey there sweetie, what are you doing here all alone?” I ask her as she jumps into my arms. 
                          
            “Yow woom is weady mommy said.” She tries to say.
                          
            “Well lead the way!” I say as I put her down and she grabs my hand and pulls me down the hall.
                          
            I see Paul heading the other way, “PAAAULL!” I scream, and a jump on his back. He stops, “Oh god, yes Harry?” 
                          
            “I need your help,” I say, jumping off of him. 
                          
            “When do you not. What is it this time kid?” 
                          
            “Ariana Grande is supposed to be coming soon and I need you to go look for her with the others please please pleeease?” I beg, nearly getting down on my hands and knees. 
                          
            “Oh wow, Ariana Grande. Well alright then, I’ll gather up the guys and we’ll go looking for her in a bit.”
                          
            I grab him and give him a tight squeeze. “Oh thank you thank you THANK YOU!”
                          
            “You seem more excited than Niall, and that never happens...” He chuckles as he walks down the hall.
                          
            Hours went by and it was 30 minutes until show time. It’s been 2 hours since I’ve talked to Paul, and still no sight of Ariana. I guess she’s not coming... so I start gathering my things. While I’m grabbing my water off the table, Paul walks in, I look up and I see her. Wow, she’s gorgeous, like no joke. Drop dead gorgeous. She looks so different then I thought, but in a good way. A very good way. I drop my things to go and greet her, “A-Ariana, so nice to meet you.” I say as a take her hand and kiss it. I just kissed Ariana Grande’s hand, oh my god. Then she tells me that she wouldn’t miss the show for the world; I guess you could call me the happiest man alive. I couldn’t get that goofy smile off my face, I must’ve looked like such an idiot, I sure felt like one anyways.