Angels in Hell (Larry Stylinson)

Chapter 58

I enter the doors and follow the candle light to the front row. It takes me a while to get there. The arena is huge. Walking through it makes me feel like an ant. One step at a time, I make my way down. The candles glow, radiating off of my skin and casting wild shadows across the arena. It's actually sort of scary looking. The candles are set on each side of the aisle all the way down to the front of the stage. I smile when I see the flower pedals scattered around. Whose idea was that?

Probably Harry's. He is the weirdest. He just doesn't show it too often. I excitedly run to the front row in the center.

"I'm ready!" I yell cheekily as I get seated.

I hear little snickers from the stage. I smirk to myself. I sit back in my seat, waiting for my "show" to get started.

"Any time now!" I say anxiously.

"Patience!" Louis yells.

I chuckle and look at the dark stage. I only hear quiet footsteps and tiny whispers that I can't make out. I tap my foot impatiently.

"What does Niall mean to me?" Louis' voice echoes throughout the arena.

I jump in my seat, startled. Quiet music that I recognize as the acoustic version of "What Makes You Beautiful" plays while Harry begins to speak.

"Niall is my best friend. He is my Irish buddy and is so cute. He's carefree, funny, and loves food. If anything were to happen to him, I don't know what I would do to myself," Harry says.

I smile and look down. I wish I could see them. But of course they would make me suffer and sit here in the darkness with only the light of the candles.

"Niall is always happy go lucky and is always up for a good time," Liam says. "He loves going out and having a laugh. He is quite funny when he is in a bad mood and loves sleep. One thing to know about Niall is that he always says what comes to mind. Niall is my everything. I couldn't imagine losing everything."

I blush. Tears form in my eyes.

"Niall is cute," Zayn laughs. "I love his Irishness and how he loves food and life with a passion. He's a good guy who I would hate to lose. I love him like a brother. We all do."

The tears fall down my cheeks. I can't help it.

"Niall is Irish and blonde," Louis says. "He laughs VERY loud, but I love him for it. I also admire how much he loves people and Nandos. He is almost always happy. Very happy. Seeing someone like that puts a smile to my face. He is perfect in my eyes. Absolutely... Beautiful, yet he doesn't know it."

I had a feeling this would happen. The guitar gets louder. In the center of the stage stands Liam, the spotlight on him. The rest of the stage is dark. He smiles down at me with warm eyes. I smile back as he begins to sing. He sings every lyric in the verse with the most emotion I've ever seen him put into this song. Tears fill his eyes as he steps closer to the edge of the stage. It's weird to be in the audience for once. Tears pour down his face, making my heart melt.

Another spotlight appears revealing Harry on the far right of the stage. His husky voice sings his solo slowly. I may like this acoustic version of "WMYB" better than the original. This one is way more emotional. Harry keeps his eyes locked to mine as he walks closer to Liam and stands by his side. Another voice joins in at the chorus, harmonizing with Liam and Harry. I look to the left of the stage where Louis stands in the third spotlight. I grin at this and watch as Louis nears the other two while singing. My own tears suddenly flood out of my eyes like a waterfall. I blush, embarassed and wipe away the tears.

"...And that's what makes you beautiful!"

They all three look down at me with smiles on their faces. They all have tears in their eyes including Zayn who appears on the right of the stage where Harry once was. Zayn's voice is perfect for this version of the song. Smooth and emotional. The words Zayn sing make their way into my heart. I almost feel like my heart is going to burst out of my chest.

"...Turn away when I look into your eyes..."

I smile when I look into his eyes and then turn away. It's a joke that we made up that never gets old. They all chuckle at this before Harry proceeds to sing. Every word that drips off of their lips find their way into my heart and soul. I feel the love they feel for me. It's passionate and strong. They care about me. They're loyal to me and have never let me down. Those are things none of my other friends have done. Or attempted. I look at each of their faces as they sing the chorus, harmonizing with each other perfectly.

It sounds a bit different without me, but equally beautiful. The song suddenly slows down even more when Harry's last solo comes around. I stare at Harry as he sings his part and looks at me with love. Brotherly love, though. He loves Louis. *Wink, wink* We smile at one another. Each of the notes float through the air. I can feel my cheeks go red as they continue to sing to me. They sing the last chorus accopella which is incredible with all of the harmonizing and their voices blending perfectly together.

They actually do care about me and my safety. They don't want anything to happen to me. And they think I am beautiful. That is something that I never thought I was.

"That's what makes you beautiful!"

I smile wide as they finish the song and I clap like the dork I am. They grin back at me. I stand to my feet and walk to the edge of the stage, reaching for them. Liam and Louis grab my hands, pulling me on stage. I immediatly wrap both of them into a hug. The other two join in the hug. Harry presses his forehead to mine. On the back of my neck, I can feel Zayn's warm hand pressed against my skin gently. Louis had an arm around my shoulder while Liam pulls me close to him by my waist.

"I love you boys," I whisper as I cry even more.

I am overwhelmed by this. All that they just did for me is sweet and they have proven their point. I feel loved. They all look at me, whispering "I love you's" back. I've never felt so close to them... Literally. I don't think they could hug me any tighter.

"Niall..." Liam whispers. "We may not be able to take away the pain, but we will never stop trying."

They all nod in agreement. This only makes me cry even harder and grasp them even tighter.

"Thank you, guys. Thank you so much," I say trying to hold back my sobs, but failing.

"Anything for you," Louis says.

"I'll have you know that Louis came up with this awesome plan," Harry says.

"But Liam perfected it," Louis adds.

I look at Liam quickly.

"Really?" I ask as we all five release from the hug.

He smiles and nods.

"But it was mostly Lou-"

I interupt him by pulling him into a tight hug. I nuzzle my head into his neck, kissing his skin lightly. He slowly puts his arms around me. I start to have odd feeling inside of me. Butterflies, maybe? But probably not. I'm straight. He's straight. But why am I feeling this way? I slowly move away.

We stare at each other. A blush rises on Liam's cheeks. That's sort of adorable...

"Come on, love birds! We've gotta concert to prepare for!" Louis says running backstage, hand in hand with Harry.

Told you that Harry loves Louis. Zayn chuckles and slings his arm around my shoulder. We all three follow after Louis and Harry slowly. I glance over at Liam on the other side of Zayn. He smiles at me widely. I return a smile and look away quickly. Not only was I proven that I am loved and beautiful in my own way, but I also just realized something more. I think I am falling for Liam. Maybe I just noticed, but have been falling all along. For his personality, his cute face, and his everything.

I was looking for my princess when my prince was right in front of me all this time. I've only been denying it, but now I see the truth. The fans were right. Niam may be real. Someday.