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plan B

Tiffany's POV

               God this plan isn't gonna work now...We're screwed and gonna die of embarrassment.

"Umm, so you...Want us to stay on stage?..." I ask, hoping we wouldn't have to, but she nodded...*DAMN IT!* She smiled and turned to the camera.

"We'll be back after the break" 'BEEP!' She gets up and sends a smile to the boys and they just have the look of horror on their faces but they send this VERY unconvincing smile as she walks off stage and everyone in the audience is busy doing something else then Niall jumps up.

"PLAN B!" He shouts. The boys quickly agree, getting up fast... Except Harry...He got up slowly, holding his stomach...

"Ummm, Haz?" I asked. Louis puts a hand on his back and whispers.

"Haz?" He asked, concerned.

"Hmmm" is all he says slumping over a bit.

"Harry?" Liam asked.

"I...I'm...I'm gonna be..." He swallows.

"Haz?" Louis asked again.

"I'm gonna be sick, Lou," he said miserably "oh Haz," Louis say sympathetically. Than Harry stands up fast and covers his mouth.Then he makes a gagging noise and Liam runs and grabs a trashcan and right when he gets back...Harry puked...It sounded terrible and looked terrible... But SMELLED worst. Louis was rubbing his back and every looked at him sadly.

"Well... If it make you feel better... It smells better then under Niall's bed." I say honestly.

"And his farts." Paula adds. Harry lifted his head, looking terrible.

"C-can I have some water?" He croaked. Zayn noded and went backstage. 

Paula's POV

                     Great! Hazza got sick... I hope he's ok. I sped walked to Louis' side and we found him some water. "What should we do?" Niall asked. This was the worst day ever!

"He'll be fine. He just needs air," Tiffany said "and he shouldn't drink too much water either it'll make matters worse..." Tiffany went on blabbing and was soon talking about how his stomach would react to stuff. They looked at her amazed even Harry.

"Tiffany, snap out of it" I said, clapping my hands.

"Sorry" she mummers, looking at the floor. She had these moments that I call 'geek mode' when she would just start talking about science stuff, diseases, animals and all. How did she know all that?

"You're smarter than you act." Liam pointed out.

"That lasts for only ten seconds." I smirked.

"I know a lot about animals...More than I should and sicknesses." she bragged.

"Give her a math equation" I sighed at the fact the only thing she was all brainy about were such topics. Harry made another weird noise and we gave him another trash can. "Hazza, how do you feel?" I asked, petting his perfect hair.

"Why are you petting me?" He asked.

"Oh, sorry....Directioner moment." he was looking at me with a raised eyebrow. I can't believe I did that. "So guys, what are we gonna do?" I asked, changing the topic.

"Plan B" Niall answered.

"How about you let me do the planning." I said.

"Good idea." Zayn said, taking his worried eyes off Harry.

"Guys, you'll be on in ten." some random woman announced to us.

"I say...We take off these mustaches, these outfits and get disguises we would actually want to be seen in" I told them.