Invisible

Chapter 44

One Wish – Fifth Harmony

Aftertaste – Shawn Mendes

"There are these sorts of pump ups on the floors," the manager of the arena said, "They're these machines that slowly showed One Direction from the floor up to the stage."

"We can get to use it?" I asked her excitedly as I adjusted my earplug. I was the first to be dolled up by the stylists and was the one to talk to the manager of the arena we will be performing at. It was a little annoying to speak with him because of his Japanese accent, but at least he knows how to speak fluently in English.

"Of course," he smiled at me, "The people assigned in the techs will be the ones in charge of pushing you up and pulling you back down in the backstage."

"Okay, thank you very much." I smiled to him and shook his hand. He then asked for a selfie with me, telling me that he will brag about it to his son who happens to have a huge crush on me.

"Showtime in ten, girls!" one of the staff screamed from outside of our dressing room. Parry and Grace were done already, and Jersey was just putting on her signature red lipstick before she came in our circle.

"Mr. Nakashita said that we have floor pump ups as props," I told them, "But the excitement happens to be by the section of the stage and the crowds', so we get to interact with our fans more than how we usually do it to our other fans to reach the pump ups that would lead us back backstage."

Jersey knitted her brows together in confusion, "What do you mean more than how we usually do?"

I smirked at her, adrenaline pumping inside me. "We've to let our fans carry us around until we reach the pump ups, of course."

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"Konbanwa, Japan!" I screamed to the microphone and even under the stage, we still heard the excited shouts and squeals from everyone in the arena.

The music started to play through the massive speakers and we waited for the part where our melodies and harmonies were needed. When done, I heard Jersey sing the first part of the song.

Woke up to the same old uh-oh. Heart break coz I won't let go...six weeks and I still don't know, who or where we went wrong.

Then it was time for the pump ups of the stage to raise us up from the ground then onto the stage slowly, where we get exposed to our crowd. The screaming got louder and I smiled at the sight of our fans' happy and emotional faces as they cheered for us. Grace then started to sing her part.

One thousand hours, thirteen minutes, twenty seconds, I finally went and did it. It's about time, I finally got over you. Oh!

I wish, I wish you the best you freaking useless. If I only ever had one wish, then I wish, I wish I could go back. I'm so over with everything we had, and if I ever had one wish, then I wish... I never met you at all.

The fans had huge grins when they heard the familiar harmony that our band always does. The four of us always thought that the uplift of all songs are either the instruments used to produce the music or the harmony that the voices of the singers give out.

After singing the other verse, it was my solo for the bridge of the song.

Now you looking dumb, diddy-diddy-diddy dumb. You check up, check up on me now you're looking like a bum. Looking bum, diddy-diddy-diddy dumb. I wish I never met ya, I wish I never met ya.