The best years

7

Lucy's Pov

The next day we were back on tour. Performing very night and then crashing in the tour bus from all the adrenaline. For about two weeks things were quite uneventful, except for the odd reality that my once dreams have become.

It's a Saturday night and our last night in the US, before we fly to Canada tomorrow. I'm sitting in my chair whilst Sasha does my hair and makeup. I watch as she pings my pale lips with pink shimmery lipgloss and creates a fun, youthful makeup look.

My pale skin contrasts with my dark long hair that reaches my low back. My hair is in loser curled with small pieces at the front framing my face.

Once my hair and makeup is complete I step into a butterfly shaped sequin shirt and a matching mini skirt. The look is so fun and is almost a slight reimagined version of the original butterfly Versace dress.

I put on some stroppy platform heels, which with my height makes me about 6"1. I've never felt so tall so I can't wait to rub it in the boys faces that I am finally their height.

I thank Sasha and walk out of my dressing room and to the boys. I walk in and immediately I'm getting cheers from the boys.

"Give is a twirl" Calum heckles.

I give them a small awkward twirl hid by my over compensating confidence and am rewarded with slightly pink cheeks and wild whistles.

Eventually once they have calmed down and I've walked through the door. I go and sit on the couch next to Ashton and Callum.

"You excited for tonight?" Ashton asks turning towards me on the velvet like material of the couch.

"So keen" I reply slightly biting my lip to hide my childish smile.

"It's our biggest show yet, I can't wait to see the crowd"

"Same, I can't believe this is my life now"

"Well I'm happy we can do for you what 1D did for us" Ashton gives me a genuine smile.

"Oh My God. I still can't believe you guys know One Direction. I think I would die if I ever met them" I say truthfully remembering my tragic one direction phase.

"Hah! Were you a big fan?" Ashton asks with his signature giggle.

"Oh my god, yes! When I was younger I genuinely thought I was going to marry Harry Styles"

"I think we all want to marry Harry Styles" he confides in me.

"Wait holy shit, Harry is legit like almost 10 years older than you!" Ashton says only now realising the age difference.

"Age is just a number Ash" I say cheekily as I stand up to go and grab a drink.  Just as I turn around to go and snag a drink from the snack table I am hit against what feels like a hard wall.

I look up to see tan skin and I know immediately it's not wall. I turn my head up slightly to see a very shirtless Luke Hemings towering over me.

I make eye contact with him before awkwardly saying sorry and stepping out of the way before he walks off. He looked at me as if he had something to say. I shrug it off and walk to the snacks table to grab a can of Diet Coke.

I always hear people say that they have never seen a skinny person drink Diet Coke, which I'm slightly offended by as it's my favourite soft drink and I'm not quite ready to be on my 600 pound life. Maybe after I have a couple more muffins from the snack table but until then I think I'm okay. I like to think I have a healthy body type.

My heels click against the floor as I am being led to stage for my performance. Sound check earlier was great and I can't wait to perform tonight. I have a couple more songs I'm really pumped to play.

Lights of the arena turn off and I head screams filling the venue. I love that feeling of when you get to a concert and you've been waiting for hours and the lights turn off signalling the concert about to start. It's pure ecstasy.

I walk out on stage, my stomach falling in nerves. The music starts and clear my throat before saying an introduction to  my performance.

"Howdy everyone, my names Lucy and I'm going to be singing a couple songs tonight. My first song is called minor and it's about feeling things you've never felt before but you can't do anything about them because you are labeled "too young" and that you know nothing when you are young. Which I completely disagree with. Tonight I want everyone to live in our youth together and party and have fun fun while we can!" I say while chords play in the background. A drum beat starts to pick up and guitar and bass come in.

"Hit me 310 and I'll be home at sundown, cos traffic you already know that" I sing into my microphone.

"I would drive all night to get to you, but my curfew is early and mums up at home."

"I would drive for miles to get to you"

"But you gotta understand I can't cos" I whisper to the beat.

"M, I, N, O,R , I'm minorly stuck, and it's not my fault just how things are" I sing into the microphone having fun with the chorus even though the lyrics are sad.