If it Means a lot to you - Niall Horan fan fic (ON HOLD)

Chapter 26

Keely’s POV

    Harry and I walked along the street of Los Angeles, hardly getting noticed.
Maybe because it was 8pm on a Wednesday night, in the cold, most people were smarter than that.
But from the few that did notice, I’m sure the whereabouts of “Harry Styles” would soon be revealed.

“We gotta move fast.” Harry said to me, placing his hand on my back, guiding my faster.

I didn’t ask where we were going, and by now I wasn’t sure we were seeing Niall or not.
Harry had these times where he was so mysterious, and not even I, someone who had become his little sister (Even though the age gap is quite small), couldn’t even crack.
This was one of those times.

I looked around trying to see my surroundings. I really didn’t know too much about LA. I hadn’t done much work here until now.

But I did notice the Staple Center.
Basketball games and giant concerts were held there.

But he didn’t lead me there. He led me to the Nokia theater, right across the streets.
Also famous for concerts.

“Are we going to a show?” I asked Harry as I wrapped my arms around myself, clinging my coat(x) onto me.
“Yup. It’s a secret show.” He said pointing to the single security towards the back.
“And we’re late.” He added.

Once we got past the security and entered the lobby, the only people there were the people working at the concessions stands and such.

“Shit we really are late. Who’s playing?” I asked him, as I took off my coat and slowed down my stride.
“Coldplay.” He said distantly.
“Seriously! Oh my gosh!” I said with excitement as I ran towards the doors, hearing Harry’s laughter behind me.
I loved Coldplay, I couldn’t believe he hooked this up.

When I finally pushed the door open, I could see it was dark in the arena and only heard guitar strumming. There was one more door we had to go through to get inside, down a small hall.
I ran to it giddier than I had been in awhile.

I then noticed Harry kneel down behind me.
“Shoes untied. Go in without me, I need to make a call real fast anyways.” He said tying away.

He probably had to call Niall.

“You sure?” I asked.
“Yeah yeah no problem. It’s open seating so just find the best one.” He answered happily.

I nodded my head and bounced through the doors.

    As they shut behind me, I noticed something.

I was standing in an empty theater. No one was on the lit stage, and no one was in the crowd.
erm…
I turned around to open the doors behind me, because clearly something was wrong, and the locked doors reassured that.

Okay.. cool.
A set up.

I walked slowly down the aisles, grazing my finger tips on some of the chairs.
It was actually pretty cool being in it by myself.
The acoustics were phenomenal.

I began to sing a bit of Boston to myself.
A familiar tune for Niall and I.
   
    When I sat down in one of the chairs, not too close to the front, but up there, the lights all turned off.

I think I nearly pissed myself.

“Hello!?” I shouted out.

Then a single spot light was brought onto the stage.
Revealing the one and only…

Niall Horan.

“Hi.” He said back. Mic in front of him. Guitar in hand.
I stared back at him in minor shock.
It had been quite awhile.
I mean not two years of course. But over a month was awhile after seeing someone every single day for quite a few.