I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you (One Direction)

Chapter 14: A band named Little Mix Part 2

Who the hell are these girls?

...

"Helloo!" The girl with bright red hair greeted. 

"Hi," All the boys replied, well, apart from Zayn. What was up with him? I give him a curious eyebrow raise and he noticed, returned it and looked down at the floor again.

"Who's this, guys? Aren't you going to introduce us?" The black haired girl asked as she smiled. She was wearing a watermelon crop top and high waisted shorts with a  green snapback. Too colourful for my taste.

Black all the way.

"Oh, um, girls this is Robyn, she's a umm... friend of ours." Liam stated. I smiled politely at the girls who were beaming back. 

"And Robyn, this is Jesy, Jade, Leigh-Anne and Perrie. They're in a band named Little Mix," Louis explained, pointing to each individual girl.

Perrie? Wasn't that Zayn's ex- oh. That was why he was being so awkward. 

"Hi! Are you performing as well?" I asked. I can tell that there was some tension between Zayn and Perrie, so I tried to just... cut through it.

"Yeah, it's sort of a double concert deal. Are you the opening act?" Jade asked.

"Oh no! I can't sing to save my life!" Which was ironic because I probably could survive in any situation...

"So how do you know the boys then?" Perries asked rather quickly.

I glanced over to Harry, hoping he'd explain the story and luckily, he picked up my look. "Well, we actually first met in Tescos but we saw her in Starbucks a while before. We kinda kept bumping into eachother from then on..."

"I see..." Perrie replied quietly, giving Zayn a strange look.

"So, are you guys ready for the concert?" I asked, clapping my hand together.

We continued to talk about the concert before the 2 bands decided to go and check the microphones and warm up their voices. Everybody walked out whilst I sat on the sofa awkwardly, not knowing whether to go with them or stay put, but as he left the door, Louis shouted "COME ON ROBYNBEAR!" making me jump in surprise and run after them.

We strolled through a long and tight corridor until we got to a door labelled 'STAGE'. We step through it and became speechless. The stage was massive, but the audience area was even bigger. It was amazing.

"How on earth did you sell out in only 7 minutes?!" I gasped. They must've be better than I thought.

The boys laughed at me whilst I walked around the stage with my jaw on the floor. The girls must have gone to get ready in a different room.

"You like it?" Harry asked confidently.

"WELL DUH!" I playfully shouted.

They continued to chuckle while they set up their microphones with some people from backstage. Whilst they were occupied, I decided that I should probably take a look around. You know, just in case the attacker was already here. I walked back up the stairs and through the stage door before walking into a hard chest.

"Hey Paul!" I didn't even need to look up to know its him.

"You, young lady, owe me an explanation." One of his eyebrows were raised, and I didn't want the boys to hear, so I took him into their dressing room to explain the situation to him.

I explained to him about my job and life style, thinking it was alright because he was a security guard, basically a police man. He seemed a little surprised, but he was taking it better then how I thought he would. I guess that was only because he was still surprised I had beaten him in the fighting rink. He said he knew about the KAA and that he had worked with some people from there before which made it easier for me to get along with him. I felt as if a thousand weights had been taken off of my chest, telling somebody who I really am. It made me happier, a lot happier, knowing that there was one less person to lie to.