Insecurity
-Ashley-
The concert was amazing, but since I was on the stage, i didn't scream or sing along, since I knew half of the arena's eyes were on me. I watched intensely as the five guys sang the two other songs, and then, when they came out at the end to sing "I Want", they actually put me at the head of the table. Then, after Louis said, "We're back!", Liam said, "Well guys, we decided to do one more song. We have this lovely table, and we have Ashley as a special guest, but what about the rest of the seats?" Normal screams came from the crowd and Louis jumped in, saying, "Join us!" Screams were heard as the piano started, and Harry kissed my hand before singing the song.
"Give you this, give you that, blow a kiss, take it back. If I looked inside your brain, I would find lots of things: clothes, shoes, diamond rings; stuff that's drivin' me insane. You could be preoccupied, different date, every night, you just got to say the word. But you're not into them at all. You just want materials."
The song went on as usual, with Harry winking and waving at the audience and jamming out to the drums, Liam placing his hand on his stomach, Niall jumping in the air, Zayn belting out the long notes, Louis hip thrusting. When it ended, they all left, and Harry practically pulled me out of the chair, almost making me land on the ground. I ran backstage with them, still schocked my dream from last night actually came true. The guys all high fived each other while I stood back, waiting for someone to tell me what to do, where to go, something. Finally, Louis saw me and said, "Guys! We've got someone special here, you know. Maybe show her some hospitality?" With that, the guys looked at me, embarrassed they had forgotten about me. Louis mouthed, "You're welcome," and winked. The guys let Harry go last, so Niall came up first. "Haha, sorry 'bout that. We get pretty excited after we're done. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm going to find some food." Well, I guess what I'd heard about Niall's eating habits were true.
Liam was next. "Again, sorry. I better go make sure Niall doesn't rub a spoon in my face." Okay, so Liam's fear was true too.
Zayn came to talk to me. He flashed a smile and said, "Eh, Niall's right, we do get pretty excited." He scratched the back of his head before moving on, like he didn't know what to say. Finally, he said, "Well, I have to go smoke or look in a mirror or something. See you later, I'm sure."
Zayn's ego = true.
Louis smiled at Harry, then me, then said, "Well, I thought Harry was all mine. But, I guess not." He frowned, then smiled, and told me how he was just kidding. "Haha, well, I guess I'd better leave you two alone. Probably got a lot of chatting to do.." He winked at Harry and started to walk off, but then came back and said, "Harry, first, do you mind if I give her all of our numbers and take hers? Liam will want to know where you guys go and just in case she needs it.." I looked expectantly at Harry, who nodded and said, "Yeah, that'd be cool. Thanks Lou." He smiled and Louis gave me their numbers after I gave him mine. I can't believe I just got Liam Payne, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, and Harry Styles's numbers.
"Alright. Now I'll leave you two alone. Have fun! I'm going off in search of a carrot or two." He gave a wink, and then, it was me and Harry.
"Sorry about forgetting you, love, I just, uhm, I was happy to be, well.." He couldn't really finish his sentence, so I interrupted him and a look of relief spread across his face.
"Why me?"
He smiled and said, "Well, you're beautiful. You seem like a nice kind of person. I just, I don't know really. It was stupid actually." I loved the way he was so unconfident about what he was doing. It's like he was nervous to be around me, which was totally backwards.
I smiled and said, "No no, it's not stupid. I just, I'd like to understand, why me? I've seen all the girls in your music videos, other girls at your concerts, and you pick me. To be honest, you've always been my favorite, ever since you sang your solo in 'What Makes You Beautiful' at the KCAs, but that makes sense since there's only five of you to choose from. There's been millions for you to choose from, and...me? I'm sorry, I tend to babble a lot..especially when I'm near someone as famous and big and..well..cute..like you." I gave him a small smile, ashamed of myself for what I just said. What if he told the guys he's my favorite and then they didn't like me anymore? Wait, did they like me now?
He interrupted my thoughts when he started talking again. "Haha, that's okay, love." I adored the way he called me "love". It may be a British thing and all, but it's super cute. "If you haven't noticed, I have a bit of an "uhm" problem. It comes out strongly when I'm talking to uh, well, pretty girls." His cheeks reddened a bit and he smiled to cover it up.
"Well. What do we do now?" I asked.
"Well, uhm, how would you like to go to dinner with me?" He smiled, probably the cutest smile yet.
I smiled back and said, "I'd love to."
