Harry's POV
"Ok, boys show starts in an hour or so, we need yall ready in time!", I set my microphone down, center stage and walk back to my dressing room.
I run a hand through my unruly curls, trying to relieve a little of the stress that is coursing through my veins. Come on Haz. Pull yourself together. It's just a concert, no big deal. You've done plenty of them....but none of them as big as this one. This is the mates and I's last stop on the tour, before we are going on a year long break. Me and the boys were thinking of spending 6 months in Texas, mainly because this is our only stop in Texas. Come on, Houston can't be that intimidating, right?
I sigh as I realize that there is nothing located inside my dressing room that is helping me be productive. I quietly slip out of my dressing room and make my way back stage. Louis is warming up in the corner, and talking to our manager, but Liam and Niall are nowhere to be found. I search most of the back stage area until I spot a familiar head of blonde hair. "Nialler!", I say loud enough for him to hear me. He doesn't even glance in my direction. When I get closer, I end up finding Liam standing in the same spot. Both of them staring at something. "You see any hot babes?" I said teasingly, successfully grabbing Niall's attention. "Shut up Styles." I chuckle at how focused he is on this mystery girl. I decided I might as well take a peek at who has grabbed the boys' attention.
My gaze is immediately pulled away from what the lads are looking at to a girl walking down the isle, looking for her seat. I lean forward, trying to get a better look. She's gorgeous. Long brown hair falling perfectly down her small frame stopping at her shoulders. Her deep, chocolate brown eyes scan the area around her, but stop when they land on the two girls Liam and Niall are staring at.
I guess everything is better in Texas.
"Hazz! What in the world are are you staring at?!" Says an exasperated voice from beside me. I probably look like an idiot gawking at the gorgeous girl, but I can't help myself. "Well come on then, we don't have all day, the stadium is already half full!" my eyes widen at the realization. Half of the stadium, that fits 5,000 is already filled, and somehow my eyes landed on the most beautiful girl here. As I stumble away from the curtain, her face never leaves my mind.
Somehow, I'm going to find that girl, the only one that has caught my eye in 5 years. No pressure right?
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Once in a Lifetime (EDITING)
General FictionGuess who got grounded on the night of the last One Direction concert? This loser. ((This was my first story so obviously it's going to have some grammar and spelling errors, well most likely. So just be ready, plus the casting is extremely out date...