Chapter 8

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I shook off my thought and looked at my phone, it read 6:18, Twelve more minuets until Gracie and Lil had to make way to their seats. I thought for a second before remembering that there was two spare seats in the front row. They were supposed to be for Eleanor and Danielle but something came up ans they won't be able to make it. I turned to Liam and asked him,

'Liam what if you let them have Els and Dani's seats?' I whispered so he could only hear me.

He thought for a second before replying 'That's not a bad idea. Do you want to tell them or should I?'

'You can tell them.'

'Lil, Gracie! Nialler here has suggested that we let you sit in the front row, since Danielle and Eleanor won't be able to make it.' Liam told them with a smile. As Gracie heard she jumped up and down saying 'Oh my god' while her sister laughed at her reaction.

'Question!' Louis screamed out rather loudly may I add making Lil jump a little. She looked up at him rather confused and gesturing for him to contiue. 'Why aren't you freaking out like your...Erm sister?' He asked unsure if Gracie was her sister.

'No offence to you guys...I just came to take my little sister to see her 'Future Husband' Mr. Curly over there and help her have the best time possible.' She said flashing a smile as sher used her hands to put quotes around 'future husband' and gesturing to Harry.

'So your not a fan?' Zayn asked confused. Wow. He has hardly spoke the time they have been here.

'Well, i'm not like her' She said pointing to her sister 'But I do like you guys.' As she said this our eyes met again. Why do we keep doing this, although im not complaining.

We goofed off a few more minuets before it was time to go on stage. The girls were lead to Els and Dani's seats if they were here, and by the time they were seated the countdown video was already playing. The good thing about Lil and Gracie taking the spare seats is that I get to see her clearly from where im standing.

10...9...8...7...6....5...4...3...2...1

Zayn ran out first, followed by me, then Liam, Harry and finally Louis. We started with What Makes You Beautiful. The crowd was great. There was not one person in the crowd who wasn't singing along with us. There was so much energy in the room. Not far from the front someone caught my eye. A little girl who looked about 6 was jumping on her seat screaming my name. I looked over and waved. The little girl was so excited and happy she nearly fell off her chair. I wish I could make Lil feel that way about me.

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