We were backstage and had the privilege to watch from the side of the stage, as if we were family to the boy band.
I watched Harry as he danced across the stage, glancing towards me and Vivian at times.
"Do you think he loves me? Or will ever love me?" I asked her.
"No. You're lazy, you sleep in bed all day, you beg for food all the time, you wake up with wild hair, you-"
"OK. I GET IT." I interrupted.
"You could have just lied and sweeten my moment, geez," I continued.
"YOU AND I, WE WILL NEVER BE LIKE THEEEM. WE CAN MAKE IT TIL THE EEEND. NO, NOTHING CAN COME BETWEEN YOOOUU AAAND IIII." Harry singed through the speakers.
If only he was singing that to me.
I would die.
Then I would come alive again, because my dream just came true.
But then again I would die again, because I wouldn't know what to say.
Do I squeal like a Fangirl?
Do I make it seem like it didn't matter?
What?
"Hey, watch where you're goi-, oh hey! You did great out there. Like...woah." I stuttered as I spoke to Harry.
He had bumped into me while I was daydreaming.
Well, daydreaming about him, but.
He still bumped into me.
I think he thinks I'm a jerk though.
"Thanks." He smiled back. Sweat dripping from his face.
I watched as the other boys followed behind him to the dressing rooms, walking by us and giving us little smiles and muttering 'thank you'.
"Hey, I'm kinda thirsty. Where's some water?" I asked one of the assistants.
"Oh, follow where the boys went toward the dressing rooms and look to your left. There should be some water bottles." she told me.
I muttered a thank you and told Vivian that I would be back in a sec.
As I got the water bottle I heard shouting in one of the rooms.
"No. I don't know I just, I just don't think I want be a celebrity anymore."
one voice said.
"Please stay mate. What do we have to do? I'll do anything." I heard another voice beg.
"I'm sorry." the other voice said.
It sounded a bit like Zayn's voice and Louis's pleading voice.
"I just want to be a normal 22 year old. I'm sorry Lou. I'll be sure to come to every concert and cheer you on. Heck I'll even FaceTime you if you want. I'll miss you, bro." Zayn's said, his voice flat because of the closed door.
Sniffled sounds came from the room right after.
"I'll miss you, too." Louis cried.
Then it hit me.
Omg.
Zayn was quitting One Direction.
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author's note • lol I was forced to update by my dear friends:
Ariela. and a clever weirdo.
