Take Me Back To 2002 (Lurry)

Chapter 2

AN
Wow I can't believe we have 16 reads thank you all so much for the love and support 🥰
I promise there will be some Zarry content in this chapter I know it's a big deal.
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Zayn POV

Harry was doing his usual part where he talks to the crowd. He is very funny. He's talking to a man who goes by the name of G. Apparently he's here with his sister. He was probably about my age I'm assuming his sister was a teenager.

"And where's your sister?" Harry asked. The arena erupted as the crowd screamed.

Harrys question was never answered. I didn't think anything of it. This happens all the time. Sometimes I feel bad about it to. Harry really does try his best to interact with the crowd and keep people interested. Make shitty jokes sometimes, things like that.

"Ok we've got a few more songs for your guys tonight. Hope you enjoy the rest of the show." Harry continued while walking back to his mic stand.

We sang a few mellow songs like Little Things and Summer Love. The crowd sang along with us. I always felt as though these moments should be unforgettable and of course sometimes they are, but when your on your everyday kinda just blends together.

It was almost time for my bridge in over again. After sitting with my legs dangling off the stage for a while I got up and walked over to where Niall was sitting. I stood behind him as I sang my part.

"You'll never know how to make it on your own and you'll never show weakness for letting go....." The crowd was almost silent, making it so I could here my voice projected through the entire stadium.

When I was done and the boys took over the chorus again the crowd cheered. The show was almost over, but not quite yet.

Those three notes and suddenly I get as though even though my mic was turned just as high as it was during my part in over again I wouldn't be able to hear a thing.

"Your insecure...." Liam started and the crowd finished the rest of the first verse as Liam smiled. I wasn't surprised they knew the words.

We ran off stage as the arena boomed behind us. As soon as I stepped off it was 30x quieter. As I walked to me and Harry's dressing room everything felt like a ghost town. The crew always stayed in their places until at least 90% of the crowd was out of the arena. Usually they waited until everyone was though.

It looked like the 5sos boys had already left hours ago as I walked past their empty dressing rooms. They usually left before we did as there was no need for them to stay but occasionally they would watch from backstage or anywhere else in the arena honesty the possibilities were endless.

When I opened the door Harry was already on the couch.

"Hello hazza." I said staring down at him with adoration.

"Hi Zayny." He replied sweetly.

"I'm tired can we go to the hotel now?" I asked.

"Sure baby I'll call a cab." Harry answered.

We exited through the back of the arena so the fans wouldn't see us and we walked around to the front. A security guard walked behind us and one walked in front.

We finally reached the cab and got inside. The cab driver asked where we were going and I showed Harry the address the the hotel and he told him.

"Thanks." The driver responded. He sounded exhausted to. It was probably almost 12am by now but I didn't want to check the time to be exact.

I lay my head down on Harry's shoulder breathing in deeply. He reaches over putting his hand on my other should around the front as if he were sitting in my lap. I closed my eyes not with the intention of falling asleep even though I every well could.

I opened my eyes a few minuets plaster as we pulled up to a big building right as a security guard pulled up with one of the tour buses. It was my bus, bus 1. That meant it probably had my luggage in it unless someone had already brought it up to our hotel room.

Harry knew I wasn't asleep but he still lifted my head off his shoulder. He got out of the car and walked around the other side opening the door for me. The lights in most of the windows were off except a few closer to the top of the building. Honestly I was so tired I didn't even know which country we were in. Somewhere in Europe I guess.

Our manager walked out from the lobby.

"We are leaving to France at 9am sharp so I expect you two to be responsible and set your alarms or you'll have to find a way there yourselves." He said sternly. He was always very to the point when he spoke.

Harry and I were finally left to ourselves as we walked to the elevator. Our room was on the 6th floor closer to the top.

Limabean always got his own room, Harry and I got our room, Louis stayed on the tour bus, and Niall was somewhere with 5sos. He definitely thought he was part of the band.

The ding on the elevator confirmed that we had reached our floor. When the elevator door opened I saw Niall a few doors down the hall heading to an open door.

When we stayed in hotels we usually got an entire floor for us and our crew. This was definitely one of those times as this was a fairly small hotel.

Niall turned around as though he probably heard our footsteps behind him.

"Harry, Zayn!" He shouted probably a bit to loud for 12 am, but he didn't really seem bothered.

Harry picked up his pace and I was dragged along with him as he grabbed my hand. Niall had stopped walking towards the open door despite being only about 20 feet away. Me and Harry had finally caught up to him.

"Hey guys how was the show?" He asked.

"It was ok I think we're both exhausted." Harry answered.

"Ya me to." Niall said, emphasizing the 'ya' by taking a deep breath out through his nose.

"Where are you staying?" Harry asked.

"Probably just gonna sleep on the couch in Calum and Ashtons room. You know we really aren't even gonna be here for that long." He took a pause then continued. "I gotta stay with my boys you know." He threw up a gang sign and his chest with a fist.

Gangster Niall era.

"Hate to break it to you but that's not your band." I chimed in. Talking to Niall was a task in itself.

"Hey you barely ever talk to those guys Zayn." Niall points. He was right, but why would I. I didn't have. Problem with them I just didn't think they liked me. Especially Michael's boyfriend.

Speaking of him there he was poking his head out the open door. Before I knew it he was running our way.

Harry let go of my hand and walked over to him leaving me with Niall.

"Im gonna go see what my boys are up to." Niall said walking off into the open door.

"Hahahahahahahahahshahhahahshahaahahha" definitely Ashton

I heard faint voices die out completely as Niall closed the door completely. I walked over to where Harry was talking to michael.

"Why does he care." I could hear Michael say defensively.

"Look i dont know it's not my fault." Harry shrugged.

"Whatever mate sleep well I guess." Michael said while walking away and opening the door one over from the one Niall went into. It must be his and Luke's room.

"You ok?" I ask Harry as we walk to our room across the well lit hallway.

"Ya...." He paused as if he was thinking what to say next. "Ya everything's ok."

I take a shower after Harry and slide into bed after Harry. I wasn't sure if he was awake or not.

"Goodnight hazza bear." I whisper in his ear.

He turns around and nuzzles his curls into my pillow in response. Awwwwww

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AN
I have so many ideas for this fic now. Maybe this chapter seemed boring but it was actually important. I hope you liked it put any ideas you have in the comments 🥺🥺🥺