I guess you could say I was living the dream of every teenage girl on the face of this planet. I was best friends with Harry Styles, and he invited me to travel on tour with him and the rest of One Direction. I’d admit it, I was hesitant at first. Everyone thinks Harry and I are dating, so I get a lot of hate mail. It just wasn’t so, and I don’t think that would ever happen. He’s Harry Styles, for Christ’s sake.
I laughed at Louis Tomlinson and Niall Horan who were having a contest to see who could balance the most cookies on their face. “You guys look like total idiots.” I laughed. Niall held up his finger and sassily said, “You just wait there Dylan. I’ll win this contest, and then I’ll throw these cookies at you.” I held up my hands in surrender. “You win, Nialler.” Louis pouts and says, “He won’t win.” Niall tried to slap at Louis while balancing cookies on his face. “Hurry, Dyl. Can you count how many cookies we have on our faces?” he asks me. I giggled and stood up. “One, two, three… nine, ten, eleven!” I said. “Niall has eleven cookies on his face. “Ha!” Niall declared. “Wait, I...