"Are you dating? And who is Thomas?" I heard Alan ask. I felt Niall tense above me, and he put his arm around me.
"Kara, you don't have to say anything, you can leave. Just don't start crying again," Niall whispered in my earI thought about it, then shook my head no. I was going to stay on this stage, and answer these questions. "Are you sure?" Niall asked and I nodded.
I faced Alan, "Um, Thomas is my dead older brother. He has been dead for two years, and actually it was the two year mark the day I got pushed into the lads concert," I faced Niall and half whispered, "That's why I was so sad,"
I saw hs blue eyes widen and his mouth opened a little bit, as if in shock. He pulled me into a huge hug and then put his arm around my waist, not losing contact with me. Alan looked at me suprised, "So, that's why you were crying in all those pictures outside their tour bus? You were mounring your dead brother?" he almost whispered. I nodded my head and one lone tear leaked down from one of my eyes. Niall whipped it away with his thumb. "That's really depressing, and I am sorry for your loss. On a happier note, vas happenin' between you and Niall?"
"Hey that's my line," Zayn said.
"I know," Alan said, earning a chuckle from the quiet audience.
I lookd up at Niall and gave him a look as if to say, 'This is all yours, buddy,' Niall grined at me and faced Alan, his arm still around my waist. I leaned into him and closed my eyes for a minuite.
"Um, so far, me and Kara are just really good, no, really great friends. Anything else that comes from between us hasn't happened yet," Niall said, squeezing my side.
"So you want something more?" Alan asked suggestively.
"Um, no! Well... um," Niall said, blushing as red as a tomato and rubbing the back of his neck.
"Kara," Alan sang to me, "How do you feel?" He asked, and soon I was blushing twice as hard as Niall.
Alan, turned back to the cameras and the audience, "We will by right back with One Direction and Kara... well, um, Kara after the break," he smiled and we all smiled and waved.
I looked at Niall, "You want something more?" I whispered, my voice scratching.
He blushed, "Um, maybe?"
"Well, then, how about tomorrow, at the park. Pick me up at 10?" I asked.
"No," he said simply.
I felt my eyes tear up. He didn't want to go out with me? Then what about what he just said? I felt my heart crack, and it hurt.
He leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Would you like to go to the park with me tomorrow at ten? As my date?" I heard my sharp intake of breath. Way to go mister. You just got an Irish lady pissed. I pulled away from him and he had this little smile on his face. I pulled on his collar, bringing his face down to mine.
"You are coming with me," I said, deadly quiet and slowly. The smile dropped off his face and his eyes widened. I pulled him towards the wings and Alan protested. I raised my eyebrow and he sat back down, his words stopping in his throat.
