A Picture Worth A Thousand Words

Chapter 5

ABBY'S POV

I went over to talk with all the girls about each of the boys they got to chat with. They all seemed happy except Bailee.

"Hey, are you okay?", I asked.

"Yeah, I'm totally fine. Why do you ask?", she answered.

"We'll, everyone seems like they had fun except you. What's wrong? Did Zayn do something to you. If he hurt you I swear..", I started to say but Bailee cut me off.

"He didn't do anything. He was a perfect gentleman. I just wasn't interested in him. I know he is cute on the outside, but talking for a little while doesn't show me what he's really like on the inside. I like guys with the total package. If you get what I'm saying.", Bailee explained to me," Sometimes he would stare off into space and he would look behind me. One time I turned around to see Catherine and Harry talking and laughing. I knew he was looking at her. She's the pretty..."

This time I cut her off,"No Bailee, we are all pretty whether we think so or not. Zayn came up to you for a reason. He thought YOU were pretty. It wasn't for any other reason. I bet if he heard you sing, he would totally fall in love with you!"

"Maybe you're right? I just hope he likes me for me. Not just my voice.", she said with a hopeful tone.

As time got closer to the concert more and more people started coming in to fill the stadium. The boys had gone backstage about 45 minutes ago and I was beginning to feel lonely. Even though I had all my friends around me I felt like I was the only girl in the whole place. I felt alone without Niall.

Even though I had only met him for a little while, I felt like I'd known him all my life. I don't know what it was about him. The way we could talk so easily to each other, joking around and just being happy.

In all my life I have never had a feeling like I had when I was with him. He changed my life the moment we met. But he doesn't even know my name, and I don't even know if he feels the same. He has met so many girls. I'm probably just another fangirl that got the chance to meet him. He probably doesn't even care.

LIAM'S POV

While being backstage before the concert, I keep noticing Niall pacing back and forth. He looked worried. I don't have a clue why? We have done so many concerts and shows. He shouldn't be afraid of the lights or cameras or all the fans. I knew he was thinking about the girl he met earlier. I didn't catch her name and I don't know that he did either.

I walked over to a nervous Niall, "Hey, are you okay? You seem a little nervous."

"No, I'm not nervous, I just can't get that girl out of my head!", he shouted.

"You really like her, don't you?"

"Umm....yeah I do. I really do. She has a natural glow and look to her. I like that in a girl. It wasn't just her looks. To me she had to whole package, a pretty face, beautiful eyes and hair, plus she had the cutest laugh!", Niall said with a smile on his face.

"Well, what's the lucky girls' name?"

"I don't know?", Niall answered.

"You met this girl, and you like her but you don't even know her name! Mate, you've got yourself in a real knot! How are you going to find out?"

"Well, I guess I'm just going to have to ask her!", Niall said as he looked out from behind the curtain into the crowd to get a look at her.

I came up behind him, and looked out there myself. She was sitting in the middle of her friends. She was indeed very pretty. She had long, blonde hair with almost golden eyes. I'd never seen that combination of hair color and eye color before.