Prominence // L.S

Dark green

I could hear the sound of my heart beating with such rapidity and speed I nearly thought it was going to burst out of my chest. The heat got worse by the minute, knowing the clock is counting down by every millisecond waiting for me to go on to open. But the fact that there's over 500,000 people, or more? gathered tonight makes the anxiety un explainable. The back of my hair was damp due to sweat, I stood up drinking a gulp of my water bottle, then handing it to Liam.

"Now for the opening act, known for his amazing talent in music, please welcome.."

Everything was in slow motion from here on out, Liam patted my back as my ear rang from dizziness and faint functioning, but once my name was called it was too late to not give it my best.. I took a breath as I looked up, holding my mic and fixing my brown, trimmed hair.

"Louis Tomlinson!"

Great, prepare for embarrassment.
The smoke shot from the start of the cat walk, as I attached the mic to the stand smiling. The lights change colours; blue, green, red, and yellow, flashing every few seconds.
Once the fourth beat came I closed my eyes, and -

//

Once the instrumental queued, the lights immediately shut and tinted, making me non visible to the crowd. After a few seconds the whole room clapped, cheered, and stood.. Now that gives you an amazing feeling. A rush of adrenaline struck my body, forcing a smile upon my face.

"Congratulations, tommo.",
Niall patted my arm, smiling in a proud look, I was shocked I even had the guts to do this..- technically I didn't but.. Oh well.

"Lou! I want you to meet someone; he's in the green room. You'll be surprised!",
I nodded, raising an eyebrow in confusion, though I followed him anyway.
After entering the room Li led me to, the temperature changed; it was cooler. Much nicer than backstage. Once Liam moved making my front view visible, there stood a tall, amazingly good looking man.. He smiled. His dimples where so deep, perfect?
He stepped closer, putting his hand out, I'd assume to shake; as I did. His hands were nearly twice the size of mine, tattoos filled his sleeve that was able to be seen. I tilted my head upwards to see his eyes, dark, pure, green eyes. They matched his curled long hair, letting it flow to his broad shoulders.

"Styles, this is Louis Tomlinson, the opening act.."

"Pleasure to meet you..", he spoke, his voice is so deep, slow, strong.
"You as well.."

He smirked again, as I let out a little laugh. Our faces were completely visible to each other, in fact closer than they should be, the dimples lit his face amazingly.. In my eyes, I'd label this perfection.

"Alright, tommo. Enough admiring."

He said.. Tommo? Really? Damnit Liam.
He has no filter, I swear.

I let my breath angrily exit through my nose, as the man; Harry stood straight, clearing his throat awkwardly and slimming down his all black suit, and adjusting his black hat, fitting his curls down.
"'Tommo', perhaps we could get some drinks? Together?"

Well, there goes my chill.

LARRRRRRRYYYYYY