Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Jealous Hearts

When I was writing and editing this chapter, I'm constantly singing 'Steal My Girl' in my head.

Anyway, enjoy this chapter, everyone!!

Happy reading!

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The Billboard Music Awards were in full swing, the lights dazzling as artists and celebrities from around the world mingled, cheered, and celebrated the night of musical excellence.

One Direction sat together at their table near the stage, dressed in their tailored suits, exuding charm and excitement. Y/N, seated between Harry and Liam, was radiant in her own chic ensemble that matched the band's coordinated look.

The night felt electric, charged with the anticipation of awards and performances.

Everything had been going smoothly until Shawn Mendes, who had recently burst onto the music scene, walked up to their table with a wide smile.

"Hey, guys!" Shawn said, his voice warm and friendly as he exchanged quick handshakes with the boys. His gaze shifted to Y/N, eyes lighting up with recognition. "Y/N, you look amazing tonight."

"Thanks, Shawn! You're looking pretty dapper yourself," Y/N replied, returning his smile. The two exchanged a few more words about their recent projects, laughter sprinkled between their conversation. It was easy, effortless, and that was exactly the problem.

As Y/N chatted with Shawn, she couldn't help but notice the subtle shifts in the atmosphere around the table.

Louis shifted in his seat, his eyes narrowing slightly as he observed the interaction. Niall's easy grin faltered for a moment, while Zayn's jaw tightened imperceptibly. Harry leaned back, crossing his arms, a subtle frown etched on his face. Liam's gaze flicked between Y/N and Shawn, trying to maintain his composure but finding it hard not to feel the hint of jealousy gnawing at him.

"So, are you performing tonight, Shawn?" Y/N asked, her eyes sparkling with genuine interest.

"Yeah, I am!" Shawn responded, his excitement evident. "I can't wait to hear what you guys have in store, too."

Before the conversation could go further, Shawn was called over by someone from his team. He waved goodbye and walked away, leaving an air of residual energy behind him.

As soon as Shawn was out of earshot, Louis couldn't help but mutter, "Well, he's certainly friendly, isn't he?"

Niall chuckled, but it lacked its usual warmth. "Yeah, maybe a bit too friendly," he added, his eyes darting to Y/N.

Y/N caught the tone in their voices and raised an eyebrow. "What's that supposed to mean?" she asked, a playful smile curving her lips, though she was genuinely curious.

"Oh, come on, Y/N," Zayn said, half-joking but half-serious. "He practically lit up when he saw you. Anyone could see it."

Harry's eyes met Y/N's, his expression somewhere between teasing and protective. "Yeah, we can't have people thinking they can just waltz over and steal you away from us, can we?"

Y/N laughed, a sound that eased some of the tension but didn't entirely dispel it. "You guys are ridiculous. Shawn was just being nice."

Niall leaned forward, his arms crossed. "Nice? It looked like he was ready to sweep you off your feet right here and now."

"Is that a challenge?" Y/N teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I might just run away with Shawn at any moment!"

The collective gasp from the boys was enough to send her into a fit of giggles. "Oh, come on! You can't seriously be jealous of him!" she added, relishing the banter.