Dangerous

Mac and Cheese

           I laid on my back staring at the ceiling. The guys knew everything now. That means they are a target now. The boys went on stage a few minutes ago and now I lay alone in their dressing room. I stood up. Everything around me went slow as the pain in my head worsened. I walked down the hallway a woman ran past me caring one of Liam's outfits but to me she ran slowly. I could barely hear her foot steps that were supposed to be loud.

          I hide behind the wing of the stage watching the boys. Only 1/3rd of the people in the audience would be able to see me. But they wouldn’t be focusing on the back of the stage they would be focused on the boys, so I wasn’t really worried. Out of the corner of my eye I could see people running around but to me they were slow. I still couldn’t hear anything either. If I heard anything it was quite.

         I backed away from the stage and turned and fallowed Paul who just passed me. He opened a curtain and walked down some stairs. I looked at the black curtains in front of me. Behind the curtains I could hear screaming and cheers. I knew what it was but it sounded just so far away. I sucked in a breath before pulling the curtains away from each other and walking through. I walked down the very few stairs. To my left was a barricade; behind the barricade were tons of fans. And to my right was the stage. The walk way between the barricade and stage wasn’t that wide. Probably only wide enough for one at the max two people to walk down together.

         Now I couldn’t hear anything at all. I could only hear the pounding in my head. I could still see though. It looked like I was walking at a normal speed but everyone else was really slow. I walked down the path and just looked around. Because I couldn’t hear anything I didn’t know what was going on. I just hugged my arms around me and looked into the crowd in front of me.  Then my eyes fell to the girl right in front of me. She was standing behind the barricade but she wasn’t cheering or watching the boys. She just looked at me. I wasn’t sure what she was looking at. Did I look weird?

           I looked down at my clothes. I had plain blue denim shorts on and a white tank top on that the boys had signed. I didn’t ask them to sign it I just woke up one morning and it was like that. Then I noticed I didn’t have my sandals on. I probably left them next to the couch. I looked back up at her. By her expression my clothes wasn’t it. I gave her a confused look.

            She had red hair and was tall and skinny. She was wearing a black leather jacket and a white shirt and shorts. And she had black heals on. She was holding a black clutch in one hand and a bottle of water in the other. She looked about 19 which was only a year older than me. She motioned me to come closer to her. So I did. She opened her black clutch and digged around for a minute before pulling out a prescription bottle. She opened it and took to pills and then put the bottle back and shut her clutch. She held out her hand to show the two skinny capsules.

            I knew what they were. They were the exact same pills I had to take every 24 hours. Then it hit me, I didn’t take them that’s what was wrong. I took the two pills from her hand. She handed me her bottle of water and I took the pills. I gave her a smile and handed her the water back. I still couldn’t hear anything but I could start seeing things the speed they were supposed to be. I held my finger up telling her to hold on.

             I walked down the path till I came to Paul. I grabbed his arm and pulled him along. I pointed at the girl whose name I didn’t know. Paul nodded and helped her over the barricade then he disappeared back down the path. She gave me a hug.

          “It’s ok babe you’ll be fine in a few minutes.” Said the girl. She had a reassuring arm around me as we walked towards the stairs. We went back stage and in the boys dressing room. I laid down on the couch before falling asleep.