Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Picture Perfect

Hi everyone!!

Thank you so much for reading this chapter—I hope you enjoyed seeing Zayn and Harry's protective sides come out in full force! 🛡️

I always enjoy writing this kind of lighthearted chapter highlighting y/n's close relationship with the boys.

How are you all doing? It's been a hard/challenging month for us, directioners, so I hope you're taking care of yourselves. 

Remember to take a break when you need it, stay hydrated and I'm sending lots of positive vibes your way!

Happy reading, everyone! 🫶

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The usual buzz of excitement filled the air as the band made their way through the crowded area outside the venue. The screams of fans were deafening, their signs and posters waving frantically above the sea of people.

Y/N loved the energy that the fans brought, their excitement was contagious, and she couldn't help but smile as they called out her name alongside the boys'.

Today had been a long day of rehearsals, and the band was finally getting a breather before their concert that evening. Y/N, walking in step with Zayn and Harry, let herself soak in the moment. It wasn't often that they got to interact with the fans like this, so she was determined to make the most of it.

As they approached the entrance to the venue, the crowd seemed to press in a little tighter. Security was doing their best to keep the fans at bay, but as always, there were a few eager ones who managed to push their way to the front.

Y/N was chatting with Harry when she noticed a young guy moving quickly toward them. He looked to be around twenty, with wide eyes and an expression of pure excitement.

"Y/N! Hey! Can I get a selfie?" he called, already holding up his phone.

Before Y/N could fully register, the fan was suddenly much closer than she expected. He had slipped past a gap in the security line, squeezing through with an enthusiasm that left little room for personal space. 

His face was flushed with excitement, his breaths coming quickly as if he had run a marathon just to get there.

"Sure! Of course, love!" Y/N responded with her usual warm smile, not wanting to disappoint him. "Come, you can take pictures with us!"

But she subtly shifted back half a step, trying to create some breathing room. She kept her tone light and friendly, determined to handle the situation with grace. The last thing she wanted was for the fan to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable.

Zayn, who had been chatting with a few fans on the side, immediately noticed the fan's proximity to Y/N. His protective instincts flared, but instead of reacting harshly, he chose a softer approach. He casually stepped forward, placing a gentle but firm hand on Y/N's shoulder as if to naturally guide her back.

"Hey, mate," Zayn said with an easy smile, his tone calm. "Don't forget about me!"

The fan's eyes widened, and he nodded eagerly. "Yes! Hi, Zayn! This is amazing—I've been waiting all day just to see you guys!"

Harry, always quick on his feet, saw the slight discomfort in Y/N's eyes. He sidled up on her other side, giving her a bit more space while still keeping the interaction friendly. "Let's make it a good one then, yeah?" Harry said, flashing his signature grin. "Can't have you waiting all day for a blurry photo."

The fan laughed, visibly relaxing at Harry's playful tone. Y/N took this moment to adjust her stance, making sure she wasn't backed into a corner. "Alright, let's do this," she said, leaning in for the selfie but keeping enough distance to feel comfortable. "Smile big!"