The Poster

Chapter 5 ✔

Grace' POV:

Claire grabbed my hand and led me towards the exit. The girls around us were still screaming and collapsing in front of us. Goosebumps were covering my whole body. It was hard to walk in a straight line, even though I wasn't drunk or high. Maybe it was because I couldn't stop thinking about his eyes, meeting mine? But thank god I had Claire, who cared about me and helped me to walk the right way. 

But... why did he stared at me?

Why he didn't  smile back?

And when I peered back at him after looking away, he did?

Actually it was something I always wanted, but kind of in another way...I don't know it was just embarrassing but breathtaking at the same time. 

His gaze revealed something, but I don't know what it was. 

You are just stupid Grace. Don't think too much. You should be happy that you were at a concert with your best friend and he made eye contact with you. - My  subconscious said in a sternly tone.

" SHUT UP, I KNOW. Argh I hate you." I said to myself.  I had to forget about it. 

You hate yourself? Well I knew that Grace. - Ok that was enough. I wanted to beat her in the face, hard. But that would be like, beating myself in the face, so I threw the idea away. 

We reached the exit where the security checked us from head to toe, I don't know really why they did, but who cares it was the best day of my life. We passed them quickly and headed outside the arena.

"Hey, you girl?" One of the tall, toned man said.

I turned around, but then I realized he wasn't talking with me. A girl next to me noticed him, copying my movements and turning around. 

"Yeah?" She spoke in a squeaky tone.

"Someone want's to see you backstage," The man told her. 

Her eyes widened, as she walked towards the guy. She turned around for one more second to look at her friend, a small girl with red hair. 

"Not you," The guy said to the red-head, without any expression, grabbing the girl's hand who looked exactly like me. We could've been sisters though. My head turned to see Claire's face.

"Lucky girl," I stated, as we continued walking.

Niall's POV:

I fiddled with my fingers. Damn. I was so nervous to finally meet her in person. I still didn't know where I've met her before, but I had the feeling  that I need to talk to her. NOW. 

"Why are you so nervous, mate?" Liam asked, while he undressed himself. 

I still had my clothes on, quickly grabbing a towel and dabbing the sweat away. I didn't want to meet her as a sweaty band member, stinky and powerless.

"I ... uhm ...-" The door swung open and Paul came in.

"We found her," He said, waving her in.  The lads were looking like. 'WHAT THE FUCK NIALL?' And I could actually understand why... 

"Sorry..." I formed with my lips.

The girl entered the dressing room. Brown hair, brown eyes. But. Wait. NO! It wasn't her. It wasn't that girl I've met before but couldn't remember where this 'meeting' was. It was just..... another fan. 

"H-hi," She stuttered with big, excited eyes. 

"Hi. eh... so YOU are the lucky fan to meet the guys changing," I said and didn't know what else I could tell her except of not being the misterious girl I actually wanted to see instead of her. 

"AHHHHH!!" She screamed, so me and the lads squeezed our eyes closed. Damn she could scream really loud. Even Paul pressed his hands against his two ears.

I was so stupid. Fuck, Niall ya jerk!

"You can take some pictures with us but then eh.. you have to leave," I said, risking a second look at the boys. 

"Take me first," I heard Harry saying and smiling. But it wasn't a real smile. More like the 'NIALL WHAT DID YOU...' Well you get the point. She took a pic with him, Liam, Louis and Zayn and then she was standing next to me, while Zayn took a picture of us. 

"Girl, you have to leave now," Paul suggested, maybe it was more a demand.

"I'm  so happy to met you guys. I love you so much," She said what made me smile. Then the door closed.

"MAN? WHAT ARE YOU DOING?" Louis said a bit of anger in his voice. 

"I'm sorry... boys... eh you know..."

I didn't know if I should tell them but somehow I just did.

"... I saw this girl in the crowd. And... and I don't know I think I saw her before... but I can't remember where it was. So I asked the security to look for a brown hair, brown eyes girl. Which I think was really stupid, 'cause there are many girls like her. But she.... she was something special....I guess..."

"Mate, maybe she was just another fan you've met at a signing or meet and greet," Liam stated. 

Just another fan.

But I didn't think I've met her before... like in person. It was something different and that made me angry. How could they be so careless?

What are you talking about. NIALL?

"Maybe.." I mumbled to the boys, grabbing my guitar case walking out of the room. 

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