Niall's pov
Where's Heather. One minute she was onstage and now she's not. Where could that girl have gone? I looked in the audience for her. A lot of girls looked like her. With her long straight blonde hair, hazel eyes and white skin. Ok, ok, i really need to find her. What was she wearing? Uhhh....great i forgot what she was wearing. But maybe Grace knew. "Hey Grace" i said looking at her. "Do you remember what Heather was wearing?" I asked. She said "um...I think she was wearing a hot pink tank top and some jean shorts with some black converse."
"Oh ok thanks"
Then i just left the stage and as i was leaving i saw Harry running on stage. What was he gonna do, comfort them? I don't know i just need to find Heather. I walked a little further backstage when i saw heather sitting on a chair crying. I knew it was her because she was wearing exactly what Grace said she was wearing. a hot pink tank with jean shorts and converse. "What's wrong?" I asked her. "Niall just please leave me alone. I was not planning this to happen tonight and i'm really frustrated."
"Don't be frustrated. Its going to be fine." I said. But in my head i was thinking its not fine. Its terrible. She knew it wasn't going to be fine, too. I sat down next to her and i started rubbing circles on her back to calm her down. Then she started crying into my shoulder. I felt really bad for her. I neglected her, actually her best friend did and thats awful. I don't know why i did. Now i keep asking myself why and it needs to be answered quickly. She gets up and leaves! Im trying to comfort her and she leaves. "Hey!" I said/yelled. "What?" She said with tears in her eyes.
"Where are you going?"
"I'm gonna call my mom and tell her to pick up me and Grace."
She started walking away when i stopped her and asked her if i could have her number. Luckily she said yes and handed me her number. Yay!!!
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