Won't Let You Slip Away (Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 7

~Carolyn~

"Are you ready?" Yells Harry into the microphone. He's almost drowned out by screaming fans. I scream too. All the lights are on the boys in the middle of the arena. I hold up my sign, which said, "Niall Loves Carolyn!" I hoised it way above my head. If Niall saw it he'll bring me onstage for sure.

"Our first song will be 'One Thing," says Liam, and the crowd goes crazy.

"I've tried playing it cool, but when I'm looking at you, I can't ever be brave, cause you make my heart race." I grin and raised my sign higher. This song always puts me in a good mood. The lights are low, the music is loud but not too loud, if you know what I mean. And the crowd is dancing and singing along. Best of all, my one and only boyfriend is on the stage.

"So get out, get out, get out of my head, and fall into my arms instead! I don't, I don't, don't know what it is, but I need that one thing! You've got that one thing!"

One hour later

One Direction is singing "Forever Young". I'm starting to tear up, because for some reason that song makes me get emotional. Hold yourself together, Carolyn! I tell myself.

Harry says, "Okay, for the last song of the night, we're performing a tune we think you all know..." I hear the intro to What Makes You Beautiful and I just have to put my sign down to wave my hands in the air. Natural reaction to What Makes You Beautiful.

"Everyone else in the room can see it, everyone else but you..."

"BABY YOU LIGHT UP MY WORLD LIKE NOBODY ELSE!" I holler. Ten girls turn around and give me weird stares. Oops. I'm not...the best singer, but heck, I try.

By the end of the show it's eleven thirty at night and I am exausted. I ride the train back home, but as I lay down in my bed I can only think of one question: Why didn't Niall see me?

~Niall~

"Aww man, am I tired," I moan as I sink into a chair on the tour bus.

"But Nialler, we're going clubbing tonight, right?" Protest Harry. I raise one eyebrow at him.

"Really Harry? Clubbing? Tonight?" Harry shrugs his shoulders.

"I don't see why not." Liam shakes his head.

"Am I the only one who's dead tired right now?" He asks.

"But Liam, you don't even drink! Remember, your kidney?" Harry pokes Liam's tummy. Liam rolls his eyes.

"But I still go to the clubs, and you guys get drunk, and just...AAHH!"

"I'm staying here, in the tour bus," I announce. "I'm going to sleep."

"Yeah, me too," agrees Louis. "Harry, have fun by yourself."

"Zayn?" Asks Harry weakly. Zayn shakes his head.

"No can do, mate. I'm staying here."

"Lee-yum?" Harry looks at Daddy Direction with big eyes. "Will you go clubbing with me?" Liam bends down and gives Harry a kiss on the tip of his nose.

"Have fun all by yourself, Haz."

"Aww, you guys are no fun!" Says Harry, but he kicks off his Keds and unbuckles his belt. "Might as well hit the sack." I jump up onto my bed. The bus is now very dim and I can feel it lumbering along the road.

"You guys still awake?" I ask.

"Yeah," the four other guys say in unison.

"Did you guys see a girl at the concert with a sign?"

"Yeah, like a hundred," replies Zayn.

"Oh," I say, and nothing more. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I thought I saw a poster with Carolyn's name on it.