The Rules: Book Five

Chapter 3

Harry's last show in the Netherlands.

"Oh fuck." Wendy muttered as she sat up a little straighter while scrolling through her phone. She was perched backstage as Harry was in the middle of his last show before they were off again to a new city. The news of BTS and Suki arriving in California together had dropped, and her feed was inundated with speculation and opinions.

Wendy spent the next hour combing through news articles. She was deep down a rabbit hole when she felt someone put their hand on her head.  They pushed it back, so she looked up at them. "Oy, Wendy."

"OH! Sorry, is it over?" She jumped down, shoving her phone in her pocket. Riggs looked her over, "Didn't you hear the fireworks?  You good?"

"Riggs, we gotta move! They broke the barrier!" Someone called out as people were mobilizing quickly. Come on, Love, we need to go. I need you to ride with Harry." He grabbed her hand and pulled her over to a side-by-side Harry was being loaded into. Riggs all but tossed her in as staff was yelling instructions at each other.

"What? Wait!"

"Right behind you, Love. Go!" He yelled, and they took off. "Banger of a show, eh?" a sweaty Harry grinned as they accelerated.

"What the fuck is happening?" she asked as they whizzed down the tunnel. She turned around to see Riggs and a couple of other of his guys had climbed into a cart and started following. Just then, a horde of screaming fans ran into the tunnel where they had been and started to chase after them.

"OH, holy fuck." Wendy's eyes were huge as she looked over to Riggs, who wasn't too far back. He gave her a little wink as he tried to give her a reassuring look before turning around to look behind him.

"Did you enjoy the show?" Harry wiped his face with his sleeve as they started to distance themselves from the fans.

"Are you completely unphased by this?!" Wendy gripped the seat as they took a sharp corner. Harry reached over and held her arm so she wouldn't tumble out.

"Christ," Riggs mumbled as he watched her lean before the cart straightened out. Once everyone rounded the corner, the staff quickly pulled the security gates down. Harry and Wendy looked behind them to see them locking the gate, "See, all good." Harry smiled.

"What happened?" Wendy glanced at Riggs again before turning around.

"Part of the barrier was faulty. At least that's what it looked like from the stage. The crowd surged, and it went down. Hence, the fan tsunami back there. Don't worry, darling, it won't happen again. Riggs will see to that." They came to a stop right next to the blacked-out cars that were waiting to take them to the plane.

Harry hopped out as someone handed him a towel and his bag. Riggs pulled up next to them and jumped out as Wendy climbed out of the cart. "Come on, Love, we'll talk in the car." He put his hand on her back and guided her over, opening the door for her before she could reply. She climbed in one side as Harry climbed in the other. Riggs jumped in the passenger seat, and they were instantly off.

Harry toweled off as best he could, digging through his bag to find his jumper to slip over his stage clothes. As soon as they were clear of the stadium and well on their way, Riggs finally turned around and looked at them both. "Are we good?  No one missing a finger?"

"Never better!" Harry grinned as he got situated. "The barrier gave way."

"We'll make sure that doesn't happen again...you good?" He was watching Wendy the whole time Harry was jib-jabbing.

"Yeah." She nodded.

"What were you so engrossed in at the show?" Riggs had been keeping an eye on her from afar and noticed the last hour or so she had been sucked into her phone.