The Winged Adventures of One Direction

The Winged Adventures of One Direction Chapter 1

*this is my first fan-fiction on wattpad so tell me what you think :) *

My POV~~

"C' mon, c'mon and dance with me baby." The arena erupted with cheers and screams of thousand of Directioners, including myself. I screamed at the top of my lungs, cupping my hands around my mouth, and still not being able to match the numerous screams.

The boys waved at us. "Thank you for an amazing first show of our tour," Liam said. More screams.

"We wouldn't be here without our wonderful fans," Louis added.

"Thank you and we love you all," Niall concluded. With one final wave, the boys exited the stage, girls screaming their names.

I tired to get closer, but was pushed to the side by a particularly round redhead who made it her goal to get close as she possible could to the stage. I fell backwards, crashing to the ground. I scrapped the palm of my hand and twisted my ankle into a position that hurt for only a few moments. I pushed myself into a sitting position and scooted away from the crowd of girls. I rather not get stepped on.

An open section in the barricade caught my eye. the hole being just big enough for my skinny body to fight through.

Crawling on my hands and knees, I slipped through the bars. My black tee got caught on a broken piece of metal. I pulled it off, ripping about an inch of the fabric.

There was no security personnel present. I stood up and tiptoed down the nearest hallway. I hid behind boxes and carts as a few of the stage crew members passed by.

Once the coast was clear, I continued down the empty hallway until I found one labeled One Direction Changing Room. Better yet, the door was open. I sucked in a deep breath as I lowered myself down the side of the wall. I snuck a peek in the room.

'Holy crap! Oh my goodness!' I thought to myself.

Inside is Harry, Louis, Niall, and Zayn, undressing out of their stage clothes. Harry had his back to me as he stripped of his blazer, throwing it on the nearest arm chair.

"That was a great show," Louis said, untieing his shoes.

"Yeah, the fans get better and better," Zayn added.

'Aww, they really do love us.' I smiled brightly. I scooted more towards the door to get a better look inisde the room.

The room is painted a pale orange with dark brown trims. Off to one side, a long table covered with food and bottles of water is being devored by Niall in his red polo. The other side is covered by two racks of clothes of various colors and patterns. Several arm chairs and a single couch sat scattered around the room.

'Gosh, he's so cute!'

"Louis, can you help me unbutton my shirt?" Harry asked, distrupting me from my observations. "This button is stuck."

'Omg! Shirtless guys. My absolute weakness!'

Louis got up, faking his discomfort, and assisted in unbuttoning Harry's shirt.

"There you go, Mr. Four-nipples," Louis joked once.

Harry playfully gave Louis the finger. Louis laughed as he picked a few grapes off a platter. Niall gave him an annoyed look, but that only made Louis laugh even harder.

'His laugh is even better in person. I'm such a fan-girl.'

Harry pulled his arms out of the sleeves and shrugged off the shirt, throwing it on the nearest clothing rack.

I slapped my hand over my mouth to keep my gasp from being heard.

I expected to see a toned, muscular back with a few tattoos; something I've seen many times over the internet. Sure his back was perfectly toned, but something else caught my eye. Something big, white, and beautiful. Positioned between his shoulder blades are angel wings.

*Hope you enjoyed the first chapter :) and i hope this is worth anoter chapter*