this was requested by @elsmith0478 (i really hope I have the right user lmao) I hope you enjoy it!!
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"We're on in five!" The stage manager yells to the boys.
One Direction is sitting in Louis and Harry's dressing room, waiting for their call to get on stage. Niall's eating (as usual), Zayn is scrolling through his phone, Louis and Liam are passing around a football and Harry is lying on the couch, half-asleep. He's tired, they've done a concert every day this week and it's catching up to him. He loves his job, all the boys do, and he wouldn't change it for anything but sometimes he's just tired.
When the boys hear the five-minute call, they know it's time to leave the room and go get any last-minute things done.
Louis walks over to Harry and kneels beside him. "Let's get going, Love," he says softly.
"Fine," Harry groans, literally rolling off the couch and onto the floor. Louis laughs and asks, "What's got you so tired, Baby?"
Harry shrugs, "Dunno, think I'm just tired."
"Well, this is our last concert for a little while and we'll be in a new city tomorrow and we'll be in a hotel with real beds," Louis tries to make Hary feel better.
"Thank god for gross hotel beds," Harry says sarcastically while he pushes himself off the ground and takes Louis's hand. They walk out and meet the other boy's in the hallway.
They all get their usual mikes and do their pre-show ritual of getting in a huddle and putting their hands together.
When they've done that, they all get one last touch-up on their hair and then they get the call that it's time to get on stage.
As they get closer to the stage, they can hear the screams of the hundreds and thousands of people, all waiting for them to come out and sing.
"Places." They all hear someone say to them. The boys get ready on the platform that lifts them to the stage. When it starts to move, the screams get louder. They can still hear them through their in-ears, it's amazing how these people still have voices.
The boys get to the stage and step off the platform, waving at the crowd and, just like that, the screaming gets louder.
"Hello, London!" Harry screams to the crowd. "How're we doing tonight?" He's answered by shouts and screams once again.
"Are we ready to have some fun?" Liam asks, getting the crowd riled up as they get their cue that the first song is starting.
"This is No Control!" Louis tells them as the music starts.
"Stained coffee cup"
Once the song was over, the boys interacted with the fans for a while before they sang some more. During Clouds, Louis and Liam started their usual water fight and the crowd went wild when Louis pulled out a water gun.
He sprayed Liam with it and Liam reciprocated by dumping two full bottles on Louis's head while he was singing.
The stage was soaked and the boys were slipping and sliding all over it. They all thought it was hilarious and so did the fans. It was going well, singing and throwing water until Harry fell. Hard.
The fans laughed and thought it was so funny but, Niall and Zayn saw how hard Harry fell and they also saw him slam his head against the stage. He didn't move for a minute and Niall immediately went over to help him up.
Glad he wasn't unconscious, Niall held a hand out and pulled him up. "You alright, mate? Fell pretty hard there," Niall asked.
"Uh, yeah, I think I'm okay. Just a little embarrassed is all," Harry responded with a small smile.
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