Rachel's POV
Lou and I got our seats in the front row for the concert. Right before they started, Lou put ear protectors on Lux which she didn't like too much, but Lou insisted she wear them. Once Harry came on stage, she didn't mind. They even waved to us several times, and told everyone that their new stylist was in the crowd watching.
It was a great concert! I loved every second of it. Right after they played their song C'mon C'mon, they sat down on the stairs on the stage and Niall got his guitar. I had a feeling I knew what song this was.
A personal favorite of mine. Little Things.
And I was right, they were going to play that. Louder screams let out when Zayn started singing. It was definitely the best part of the night. I'd remember this forever.
My favorite part was Niall's solo, so that's the part I waited anxiously for. Once he started singing I did too, softly along with the song.
Lux started to get cranky and tired, so Lou took her out and back to the hotel. I would go back with the boys after the show. But before she did, Harry sang his solo.
"And I'm in love with you..." Harry sang, then all four of the other boys yelled.
"Rachel!"
Lou and Lux looked at me and Lou grinned wide. I blushed beet red. I took a glance at Harry while he was glaring at Niall who was silently laughing.
"Well, we will be leaving now." Lou smiled. I bit my lip, trying to hold back major embarrassment as I nodded. They left, and after five more songs, the concert finished. I had a pass to get backstage, so that's where I went.
The boys were doing meet and greets, but they would be done soon, so I waited for a while.
"So who was the Rachel that you boys mentioned during little things?" Giggled a fan. I stayed quiet and listened.
"Uh..." Harry stuttered.
"A friend of ours that was at the concert." Niall replied. "A 'really' good friend of Har-"
"Niall." Harry scolded.
"They're being goof balls, she is a friend of all of ours and we wished to humiliate her on stage." Louis chuckled.
Humiliate me huh, Louis? Well I wasn't exactly humiliated, but close.
They finished up and came backstage.
"So how did you enjoy the concert?!" Louis exclaimed. I laughed and replied,
"It was great! Best concert ever!"
"That's great to hear!"
"Little Things was beautiful, simply beautiful." I added.
"When Harry sang-" Zayn chuckled.
"Well! We better get to the bus." Liam interrupted.
"Yeah." Harry added.
Minutes later, their managers hurried them to the bus.
"Rachel, come on." I followed behind Harry and Niall out to the bus. Zayn, Liam and Louis were behind me.
Flashing lights from cameras and screams from girls as we navigated our way through the dark and to our ride. Zayn dropped his coat on me and covered my face with the hood, as Harry took my hand pulling me along. How do they put up with this?! You can barely walk!
We finally got in the bus and drove back to the hotel.
"Ok, did we lose anyone? Zayn, Harry, Rachel, Niall and Louis." Liam counted our heads to make sure we were all here.
"Do you always do this?" I asked.
"No, not really. But we will now, to make sure we don't lose you." Zayn added.
"And Niall, he tends to get lost sometimes."
"Daddy Direction, doing his job." I chuckled. Liam did too.
"I haven't heard that in a while!"
"You're like the band sister, Rachel! And we can be your protective band brothers!" Zayn smiled.
They all went to 'chill' for a bit, while I sat down and texted my Mom. Couple minutes later, Louis plopped himself down beside me and said,
"Whatcha doin'?"
"I'm texting my Mom about the concert."
"You mean your Mum?" Louis corrected me.
"Um, no, I mean my Mom."
"You're with British boys now, Rachel, you have to speak like us too! We'll teach you a little bit. BOYS!"
"What?" They replied.
"Come here! Rachel needs some lessons on speaking British." Louis yelled.
One by one, they came over and sat down, as Louis said,
"First of all, we say mum, not mom."
"I gathered." I replied.
"Sassy." Niall chuckled.
"Back on track! We'll just teach you some very simple words." Liam added.
"For the American word, like, you will use, fancy. So for example, you could say, Haz fancies-" Louis started, but Harry cleared his throat, interrupting him.
"Cats. Harry fancies cats." Zayn finished, as Niall just laughed. I did too. Boy, they were really picking on Harry today.
"Another one is gobsmacked. It's used when you are shocked." Niall said.
"And you smack your gob while saying it. Like this. GOBSMACKED!" Louis smacked his face as Niall and I had major laugh attacks. I pretended to gasp and say,
"How did I not know that? I'm simply gobsmacked!" Harry laughed at me this time.
"She's getting the hang of it." He said.
"And a bird is not just a bird in England. A bird means a girl." Zayn jumped in.
"And an elevator is a lift." Liam added.
"A gobsmacked bird fancies a lift. Hey I fit it all into a sentence!" Niall said proudly
"That is something I probably would have done."
This went on and on until we got back to the hotel. We all retired to our rooms, because we had a three AM flight tomorrow.
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~Dedicated to @makethemhappen
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