Broken

Straight into my Heart (Clark)

I stood nervously beside him in astonishment. I wonder if he even recognized me from the train. It didn't matter, it felt like someone out there was watching over me.  It gave me hope for the first time in a while. 

"New York!! Thank you for choosing to spend your evening with uz. We love you all so much. We hope you've had as much fun as we have. For this last song, I want you to come with uz. Get CRAZY and LIVE to the fullest," he said,  flicking his green eyes back towards mine. He walked in my direction, stopping just next me. It felt nice. Like we belonged close to one another. 

Louis sauntered over too, sticking his hand out for me to shake. 

"Hello love!" I smiled, and awkwardly took part in the formal gesture. 

"Harry want to introduce me? I'd assume there's a reason you so rudely interrupted me to bring her up here."  Harry  I thought. So that was his name. I whispered it under my breath, testing it's feeling against my tongue. 

"Louis this is..." Harry trailed off, waiting for me to fill in the empty space. I stumbled over my words for a few seconds, and eventually managed to spit out 

"Clark. My name is Clark." The corner of Harry's mouth turned up in a small, almost shy, smile.

"Lovely to meet you Clark." Louis continued. 

"We are going to sing and dance and do whatever it is that we do. Feel free to partake in the shit show" He said giving me a sassy wink. 

"O-okay" I stammered, giving him a nod. My heart was beating a mile a minute. I was definitely going to make a fool of myself somehow. I'd probably trip and take one of them out. Harry shifted his body so that it was in-between me and the crowd. He took my hands in his, stroking his thumb over my clenched fingers.

"Don't be nervous," he said, raising his eyebrows in concern. 

"Take a breath." 

I did as he said, and closed my eyes. I let the thick sweaty, booze filled air go into my lungs. Leaning my head back slightly at the feeling. I smirked at the hint of vanilla and shampoo I smelled, which I knew was him. 

"Why are you laughing?" He asked in a jokingly angry way. I opened my eyes, now fully smiling.

"No reason." He shook his head, and led me towards the boys.

"This is Niall, Liam, and you already met Louis" He gestured towards the group. I gave them all a small wave. To my surprise they embraced me in a big sweaty group hug, whooping and hollering in boyish yelling. It must have been the adrenaline.

"Let's smash it for this last song" Liam encouraged, giving me a light punch on the arm. 

"I'll be careful not to outshine you boys" I quipped, feeling a little more confident now. 

"Ooooo I like her" Louis smirked.  Niall put a hand to his chest in a dramatic gesture.

"How dare you," he fake gasped. I let out a snort of laughter. 

They all started slapping hands, and backs and butts as they took their spots on stage and the band started to intro of the song. I felt awkwardly out of place, but before I could worry for too long, Harry grabbed my hand and pulled me next to him. 

"You're with me love" He whispered. I reveled at the feeling of my hand in his. How could something so simple make me feel so many different things at once. 

Harry twirled me around in a circle, as he began to sing

"Maybe it's the way she walked. Straight into my heart and stole it."