What Makes You Beautiful (Niall Horan)

Chapter 2

Niall

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I stared nervously at my hair in the mirror. It wasn't looking right. I got frustrated and sit down on the couch next to Liam. "What's troubling you mate?" Liam asks, sounding worried. I sigh and lean my head back. "I'm just super nervous." I admit quietly. He smiles at me. "Niall, your fine. You have done tons of other concerts!" Liam tells me. "Yes, but not in America." I say, standing up to look at my hair again. Liam just laughs and goes back to his phone.

Harry walks into the room, wearing nothing but his underwear. "I can't find my pants!" he yells. Liam and I stare at him, then start laughing. "Sounds like a personal problem lad!" I tell him through laughs. Louis suddenly walks in behind Harry. "Oh Harry... Did you loose your pants again!?" he smirks. Harry just storms out frustrated with us. We laugh together at what just happened.

"We are almost to the concert venue, so get ready to see some screaming girls!" Louis exclaims loudly. He turns to go back to his bunk on the bus. I just smile, and go back to worrying. I never really liked crowds. I often get very claustrophobic, but I guess it just comes with the job. We arrive at the place five minutes later. I can already hear the commotion outside, and we aren't even out of the bus.

I grab my bag as Liam stands to head out. He pats my back. "You will be fine Niall. Don't worry." he reassures me. All the guys are in the front room now. We smile at each other, listening to the crowd there to greet us. Zayn pushes open the door, and the screams instantly become horrific. I plaster a smile on my face, and step off the bus.