They Don't Know About Us

Don't Forget Where You Belong - Chapter 77

*HARRYS POV*

“GO!” The director shouted, the red light flashed “On Air” as the American narrator began to speak in the hoisted microphone that looked like one from the wrestling matches. “PLEASE welcome ONE DIRECTION!” Before walking onto the stage with the lads; I shoot Chloe a final glance, smiling. She sticks her thumb up, winking at me before I join the lads on stage, clapping and cheering “1 D DAYY!”. We start off introducing ourselves, presenting the world-wide board with “1D” stickers at the bottom ready for later. Pushing the ear peace firmly into my ear, I look at the screen under the big camera before our manager’s voice sounds into my ears. “Alright Harry, your turn in 3, 2, 1..” I take in a deep breath, slowly reading the words that pass by. “For the next seven hours we are your hosts!” I pause, waiting for the audience to clap on que, jesturing to Niall who cheers beside me. “BUT, first let’s take a look at what the fans from GERMANY have done to celebrate 1D DAY!” I wait for the clip to show before rushing back over to Paige, Demi and Chloe. “Sooo.. How did I do?” Directing my question to Clo, she replies, smiling at Paige before laughing, “You did great!..Though i’d stick to your day job.” Paige agrees making me dramatically answer back. “HEY!”Niall walks over, swinging an arm around my shoulder. “Ready for the fist hour, Haz?” I glance towards him. “Nope. I hope the links go smoothly..” “Wait, you two are doing it first?” Chloe glances down at the yellow sheet she has in her hands, with the list of pairings that are on for the seven hours. “Yep!" Soon enough, the director's voice sounds in my ears. "Harry and Niall back on set, let's go!". Now we were pulled back to face the camera's once more. Let the first hour begin! 

My hour went by really quickly, it involved me “strutting my stuff” on a catwalk, though on one I had to just run onto it with a top covering my bare chest which got a wolf whistle from Chloe. Followed by greeting some fans, sending them into the bright red British phone box where they listened to Midnight Memories; our third album. It’s weird to think in the space of.. two years being in the music industry, one on X-factor; we’ve realised three albums, our sound maturing in every new addition. Of course, The song “You and I” was about Chloe, the lyrics I had written. Niall wrote his for Paige, Louis for Ellie, Liam for Shelby and Zayn for Perrie. But we let the fans think it was them, we had to.. right? After the buzzer rang for my time to be up, I ran off stage, comically waving goodbye and handing the show over to Niall and Lou. Making my way up to where Chloe sat; my phone began to ring. Confusedly, I answered to hear my Mum’s voice on the other end. “Harry..it’s Gemma..” By the tone of her voice, I could tell something was wrong, making my stomach twist in anxiety. I shake my head, sighing. Chloe takes her hand with mine, with a worried expression. “We’ll be over as soon as possible..try not to worry too much, love you.” I reply back, looking at the confused faces of Liam and Zayn before switching the phone off. “Gemma’s taking a turn for the worst..” I mumble slowly. “I have to go see her..” Zayn and Liam nod. “We’ll talk to management.” “Wait, what? Harry, I’m coming with you.” I sigh, taking both of her hands with mine. “We will have to go back to the UK, love..” She nods. “I’m not just going to let you go on your own!” This causes me to smile slightly, before turning my attention towards the others. “We shouldn’t be so long.. we should be back in a few days.” “Wait! Harry what about the rest of the show?” Paige calls in, rocking a sleepy Demi in her arms. “We have to go now.. I’m sure management will let me Skype the last part of the show.” I reply back, hearing the confirmation from the voice in my ear peace. “We understand, Harry. We’ve booked the seats for you and Chloe to fly back home in a couple of hours. A taxi should be outside soon.” Saying goodbye to the rest of the group, we head on down to the taxi, who’s ready to take us to the Airport. “Everything will be alright, Harry.. I promise.” I can hear the worry within Chloe’s voice, I nod, silently agreeing. But would it..?