SKY'S PoV
My stomach turned. My palms were sweaty. I'm sure my face looked green. I was so nervous. I shot niall a smile, who was looking at me sympathetically. We had been at the arena, were the concert was to be held, for almost two hours now. The concert started about fifteen minutes ago, and so far it was great. Saving Angels was last to perform. We had forty-five minutes left until showtime. Oh God. I'm going to puke.
I hugged my stomach and ran towards the bathroom.
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NIALL'S PoV
Skyler ran out of the room, and I jumped up to make sure she was ok. She came out of the bathroom as I got to the door, wiping her mouth. I pulled her into a hug, knowing how nervous she was. The way her eyes lost their sparkle, and her smile seemed fake, her hands shook, and she clutched her stomach.
"Better?" I whispered into her hair. She nodded into my chest. I grabbed her hand and we walked into the dressing room, where everybody was sitting waiting. Nat was sitting in Harry's lap, and he was stroking her hair. The lads and I were used to performing in front of millions of people. The girls obviously not.
"Ten minutes." Liam announced, looking up from his phone. Skyler walked to the mirror, re-applying her cherry red lipstick. It matched her shirt beautifully. Her golden curls were pulled back into a pony tail with a red ribbon. She was almost as tall as me with her red heels. That girl is gorgeous.
When Skyler turned around, I noticed that the sparkle in her eyes had returned. She shot me a smile, this time real, and walked over to Angela, who was playing air guitar nervously. She whispered something in her ear, and the girls lapsed into silent giggles. Nat looked over at them weirdly. Skyler waved her over and repeated whatever she said into Nat's ear. The three girls once again burst into laughter. While I was glad they weren't so nervous, I wondered what was so funny. I hope it wasn't one of those stories about us before our shows before the X-Factor...
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SKY'S PoV
"Remember that time I sprayed Niall with whipped cream before the show?" I whispered in Angela's ear. She nodded. We both burst into muffled giggles. I noticed Nat looking over, so I beckoned her over and told her a quick version of the story. Soon the three of us were rolling around laughing.
"Show Time!" somebody pounded on the door, and Liam opened it. The eight of us filed out onto the stage's side. We were introduced as "Saving Angels". The boys were a surprise.
I nodded to the girls and we climbed the steps to the stage, the audience roaring. I waved and took my place at the microphone stand. Nat sat down at the piano, and Angela picked up a violin. The cheers died down as the opening notes to my favorite Christmas carol began playing.
Oh, Holy night
The stars are brightly shining
It is the night
Of our dear saviors' birth
Long lay the world
In sin and error pinning
Till he appeared
And the soul felt its worth
A thrill of hope
The weary world rejoices
For yonder breaks
A new and glorious morn
This was the hard part, the part I had struggled with all during rehearsals. I had never got it down, the note being somewhat out of my range.
Fall on your knees
