Mummy Direction (One Direction 6th Member)

Shot of Eternity

Hii!

This chapter's a bit on the longer side, and I've split it into three parts to keep things manageable.

Get ready to grab some tissues — this chapter, and the next two, will be quite the emotional ride!

WARNING! This chapter is a bit angsty and intense, so if you're not in the mood for a heavy read, feel free to catch up on the previous chapters for now.

But if you're ready for a rollercoaster of emotions, buckle up and dive in!

Happy reading, everyone!

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The evening had started like any other glamorous event — dazzling, electric, and full of life. The crowd buzzed with excitement, a sea of flashing cameras, and people in their finest attire, all gathered to celebrate the night. 

The red carpet stretched before the famed building like something straight out of a movie, the bright lights casting an otherworldly glow that seemed to capture every moment. Flashbulbs popped every second, snapping photos of stars and celebrities as they walked, each click a memory preserved for posterity.

It was a night of celebration, and Y/N felt the weight of the glamour and joy that hung in the air. She stood confidently beside the boys. She felt the rush of excitement, but it wasn't the kind of jittery energy that came from performing on stage. No, tonight was different. Tonight was about looking the part, about standing proudly beside the people who had become more like family than colleagues.

She was dressed in a stunning gown that flowed behind her like liquid silver, the fabric shimmering and catching the light as if she were made of stardust. The dress clung to her figure and swirled around her feet with every graceful movement, the soft fabric turning a shade of moonlit blue as she turned. The hem of the gown brushed against the red carpet with a soft whisper as she took each step, the sparkles in the fabric creating a subtle glow around her.

Her hair was styled to perfection, flowing in soft waves that framed her face, and her makeup was flawless, giving her a radiant, ethereal glow that complemented the dress perfectly.

The boys stood beside her, as always, their smiles warm and welcoming to the cameras. They were at ease in their element, their usual banter floating through the air as they posed for pictures and exchanged jokes with the other celebrities in the crowd. The flashes from the cameras were almost blinding, but the boys didn't seem to mind. They were used to this life, yet there was something different about tonight.

Maybe it was because of the way Y/N stood beside them, every bit as much a part of their success as they were, her presence making them complete.

"Liam, you're seriously going to wear that tie with that suit?" Louis teased, nudging his bandmates as they struck a playful pose for a nearby photographer.

"Hey, it's a classic," Liam replied with a grin, his voice full of mock defensiveness. He adjusted his tie slightly, making a show of it. "You're just jealous that you're not as fashionable as I am."

Niall, who had been watching the exchange with an amused expression, shook his head with a chuckle. "Oh, they're at it again. Never a dull moment with you two."

Y/N laughed softly, her smile as bright as ever. She reached over and rested a hand on Louis's arm, their easy camaraderie filling the space between them. "It's almost like having a sibling rivalry every day," she commented, her voice light and teasing as she caught a glimpse of Liam's exaggerated expression.

Y/N felt a warmth spread through her chest as she watched the boys. She had always felt like she belonged there with the boys — one who wasn't just included but cherished and supported. Even when the cameras were off and the stage lights dimmed, the bond between them never wavered. They were a family, bound together by music, shared dreams, and by their unique connection.