Alone with No Horan **SEQUEL TO LIFE AS A HORAN** (Niall Horan Fan-Fic)

Chapter 35

(A/N)

Hey guys! I KNOW IT HAS BEEN FOREVER SINCE I LASR UPDATED

but if you don't read the messages I've said (which I recommend you do so you know why there aren't lots of updates) you would have known that I have been busy with things and lots of things have happened

But I don't want to rant so

I HOPE YOU ENJOY THIS CHAPTER

There are only a few left for this book

Soooooo

ILL TALK TO YOU GUYS LATER

(A/N over)

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Paul led me to area next to the stage. There, it was WAY more crazier. I felt that it was a traffic jam here. However, Paul led me to a door that said.

'One Direction'

He opened it and let me in. In it I saw the boys either dressing or getting their hair done. I walked past the stylists, who were running back and forth, and sat on the couch. I pulled out my phone and played on it until someone noticed I was there.

"Laci?

I looked over to see Liam in front of me.

"Yea?"

"How'd you get in here?"

"The door?"I say in a matter-of-factually way.

"Whatever, I don't have time for this. We go on stage in 10 minutes and I still have to get things done." He says and walks away.

Okay then. I proceed to go back onto my phone. There were so many Twitter messages directed towards the boys and myself.

They were mostly about the concert, really, and about how they were so excited to be here.

I sigh and turn off my phone. Nothing to do here.

"Okay boys, you're on." I hear a voice come from the door. The boys rush out, leaving me in the room.

Expected.

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After the concert, the boys had a Meet and Greet. I know, it's supposed to be before, but it's after for this concert.

So I didn't see the boys until, like, 1 AM. So I stayed in this room for 6 hours doing nothing.

If nothing counts as talking to my friends and listening to music.

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After the meet and greet, the boys piled into the room, exhausted.

"Hello!" I say.

"Hey."

"Hi."

"I'm tired."

"Louis, we will be home soon."

The boys were starting to get into the normal clothes, I sat on the couch.