Nialls’ POV
We did this once every few concerts: serenaded a girl on stage, give her flowers. We stole it from that bloke Justin Bieber, but I think it’s much cooler with 5 people. Usually some 15-year-old girl dressed in slutty clothing, who cries when she sees Harry. (He gets all the fans). But this one seemed different. She was older, more innocuous in her skinny jeans and Abercrombie sweater. She looked nervous; scared even. Her gray eyes, large in the bright stage lights. Her thick strawberry blonde hair flowed in torrents down her back, and she chewed on a strand out of anxiety. She averted her eyes from my glimpse, making a screen of hair between her face, and the outside world. I felt a discreet nudge from Liam, and was snapped back to reality. I began to sing my part, and felt my eyes couldn’t look away from the mesmerizing girl in front of me. We slowly circled around her, and I gazed into her eyes as I sang. I could see her eyes slowly traveling up, and she shook her hair out of her face, revealing her flushed cheeks and un-glossed lips. She seemed intimidated by my longing stare, and I softened my face, even smiling as I sang.
For most of the girls, I sang at them, trying to act mushy and lovey-dovey, but inevitably missing any real chemistry. But this girl… I sang to her. As my part ended, Liam nudged me.
“Someone’s blushing” he whispered, winking at me. I felt my hot cheeks, and tried to cool them with the heels of my hand.
“I am not. She’s just a fan,” I grumbled back. “Besides, I have a girlfriend”. I shot, addressing my longtime love, Adrienne. The refrain came, and we all circled around the girl, singing our “love” to her. I wasn’t as mushy this time, keeping a mental image of Adrienne in my head as I sang. The girl looked frightened as we finished, shrinking back into her chair, and smiling feebly. As we finished the song, she bolted off the stage before she could even take the roses I held out for her.
I furrowed my brows in frustration, and almost turned around to follow her, but common sense stopped me short. I gave the audience a cocky grin, as we began our next song.
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