You're Just A Daydream Away

Chapter 6

The next day we all went down to the pool. The amount of girls standing outside the windows trying to get pictures was ridiculous. I too think Harry Styles has a nice body, but at least I didn't have to peak through windows to see it. So, I know the pain the girls feel wanted shirtless pictures of their favorite band member.

Most of these girls were Harry girls. They all had signs like "Strip for me Styles" and "Let me eat your banana." We all know Harry is the only one in this band who eats bananas in public. I'm pretty sure he does it to be funny.

While I was laying in a chair the boys were all messing around in the pool. When Harry got out for a few seconds to jump back in, I snapped a photo of him with my phone. I quickly posted it to twitter. A few of the girls outside had their twitter usernames on posters, hoping for a follow. I tagged them in the tweet and captioned it "you're welcome" before posting it.

Almost immediately people were replying talking about their feels and how hot he is. I had girls tweeting me that they love me, which is a nice change from the usual hate.

The boys had a concert that night so we had to leave the pool to go eat lunch. We had pizzas delivered to the hotel. They would take half an hour to get here so I spent that time showering. I threw my hair up in a ponytail and put on a tank top and shorts before heading to Liam's hotel room to eat.

I had really started to get along with all of the guys more and more. Louis was constantly teasing me and I was a good sport about it. Liam was a lot more fun that people really gave him credit for. Harry acted like a child all the time. And Zayn, well I don't know. He'd been acting strange lately.

I ate my pizza quickly while the boys messed around. I needed to get ready, and we all knew I take way longer than they do.

I went right back to my room and put on a pair of white lace shorts and a light pink button up shirt. What was really going to take a while was my make-up and hair. I wanted beach waves in my hair. If I could pull that off with out frying my hair. I kept my make-up light to compliment my outfit.

Niall had somehow gotten it okayed for Tia, the girl we met at my old babysitter's house, and one of her friends to be backstage for the show. It took Zayn months to get it okayed for me to be backstage at all the shows. He probably just put it off forever.

We showed up at the venue half an hour late, and it wasn't my fault either. The traffic was a lot worse than we had anticipated. As soon as we pulled up by the doors there was staff rushing the boys off to get their make-up done.

I was about to head to Niall's dressing room to hang out when I saw Tia and her friend get out of a cab by the entrance. I went over and welcomed them. Her friend's name was apparently Angie. Tia was a super tall, skinny black girl. She was incredibly pretty. The girl could probably be a model. Her friend Angie was on the short side and pretty curvy and Mexican. She too, was ridiculously beautiful. There goes my confidence.

I brought them backstage and got them something to drink. One of the staff offered to show them around the venue. Which was something I had never been offered. Then again, I usually never came out of the dressing rooms to talk to anyone, let alone get a tour.

I let them go on their way. I decided that maybe I should make friends with some of the staff. Having someone besides the guys on this tour to talk to would be nice. I went up to a girl who looked like she was on the makeup staff. A lot of the makeup people were already done with the boys at that point.

The girl kind of resembled Khloe Kardashian but ten times more human. When I walked up to her, she asked me if she could help me with anything. So many of the boys' employees did that to me. She wasn't getting paid to keep my happy; she was getting paid to keep the boys happy. It bothered me that a lot of the staff seemed to think they went hand in hand.