Chapter Two: The Backstage Experience
(Sophia's P.O.V.)
We pulled up to The Palace, the stage the guys would be performing at in a few hours. A crowd of girls was already forming at the front entrance. They hadn't seemed to notice the guys arrival, probably due to the average looking car they were traveling in. We were around the back, and I followed them up to the big doors. I was actually kind of nervous, I mean, I was going to be backstage while they were doing their thing. I was comfortable with them, but who was I going to meet? I mean, who was I going to talk to while they were busy? Of course they wouldn't have time to talk to me much.
Liam seemed to notice my anxiety. He came over to me and took my hand in his.
"Your hands are so small," he laughed.
I smiled.
"And yours are so big."
"Fair enough. But really, you alright?"
"Yeah... I mean, I'm kinda like woah, but I'm good."
"You sure? You look kinda nervous."
He squeezed my hand reassuringly.
"I'm just wondering what I'm gonna do while you guys are busy, it's not a big deal."
Liam pondered this.
"Hey guys, what're we gonna have Sophia do when we're busy?"
Niall looked back at me, "We're gonna make her go sing a solo! And she has to dance for all the fans. Then we're going to make her confess her love for me."
"Shut up Niall!" I laughed.
We were now just standing in the building.
"I mean who am I supposed to talk to?"
"We'll introduce you to the people!" Louis said, just as a large group came towards us.
"How many people...?"
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There were a lot of people. I could hardly remember anyone's names and they were all running around anyways. The guys were scolded for taking so long and not being ready. Then someone noticed me, but introductions were quick as we were rushed backstage. A nice woman told me I could sit on the edge of the stage while the guys practiced their routine.
I watched, fascinated, as they repeatedly went over entrances, exits, dance routines, lines, performances, positions, etc. etc. It all seemed pretty dull. That was until they asked me to do something.
"Hey Sophia, you wanna help us out?" Louis came over to me.
"Sureee."
"Go down in the audience right there below the stage."
He lifted me down into the pit.
"Now what?"
He got down on his hands and knees to lean down and whisper to me. I stood on my tiptoes to hear him better.
"We're gonna do our entrance for you and kinda go through the first set. I want you to take your shoes off, then throw one just on stage. Harry will most likely go pick it up for you. Then throw the other one at his crotch!"
He was smiling as if this was the greatest idea ever.
"Why in the world would I wanna do that?!" I looked around him at Harry and Niall goofing off while Liam was talking with Zayn. Harry looked back at me and smiled.
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