Code RED. {HAYLOR FAN-FIC; Unedited -- Beware!}

2 :: AND ALL YOUR LITTLE THINGS

Your hand fits in mine

Like it's made just for me

But bear this in mind It was meant to be

And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks

And it all makes sense to me

Zayn was singing his part, just like how they sang it in their music video. I was still listening to them on the backstage, waiting for my cue. Then Liam said his part,

I know you've never loved

The crinkles by your eyes

When you smile

You've never loved Your stomach or your thighs,

The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine

But I'll love them endlessly

I stare at them from back stage, but being sure that nobody from the audience could see me. They sound so good. Singing, I mean. I always wonder how their accents don’t happen while they sing.

“Taylor, it’s your turn!” The director said. I nodded, breathed in, and went out of the backstage and into the front stage. Shouts of “Taylor, Taylor!” started ringing on my ears in sync with shouts from Directioners. I smiled while singing with the boy band through the chorus.

I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth

But if I do It's you

Oh, it's you they add up to

I'm in love with you

And all these little things

Then I stop singing, but I was still smiling. I was staring at the audience, seeing banners for different artists. Some were for Twilight, some were for me, some were for Selena, Justin, and even One Direction. There were just too many, and I couldn’t help but smile, but not know the reason why.

But the boys surprised me when they circled around me while they were singing. Each line sings a different boy. This was not how they sang it from the music video. I didn’t know what to do. I mean, I know Dwayne talked to the boy band secretively while we were backstage earlier but I’m not sure if it was this they were whispering about.

Louis sang first,

You can’t go to bed without a cup of tea

Harry,

And maybe that’s the reason that you talk in your sleep

Liam,

And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep

Niall,

Though it makes no sense to me.

I think it worked, because both of our group of fans shouted louder than before. Then they all looked back at the audience again, singing the way they should have. Harry started singing his part,

I know you've never loved

The sound of your voice on tape

You never want

To know how much you weigh

You still have to squeeze into your jeans

“But you’re perfect to me.” I sang with him. I think this is the right way to say thanks to them, though I don’t know what I’m thanking them for. But I bet Harry was surprised, because he looked back at me after I sang the last line.