I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Seventy Two

*A Few Months Later* 

Today is my first concert. I have to say that I am extremely nervous yet excited. We're performing at London's 02 Arena, which is pretty big for me. 

My DNA video was released a few months ago and so far it has over 25 million views, which I think is just incredible. 

Right now, I am in my dressing room, already dressed in bright purple skinny jeans a sparkly silver top. My feet are covered in black Supras. I told Patricia that I didn't want to have to wear heels during a concert, except in the slow songs. My hair is simply brushed and curled, falling around my shoulders and my makeup is heavier than usual, but still nice with the shadow eye and light pink lipstick. 

"I'm here bitches!" Louis' loud voice rings throughout the dressing room. The other four lads walk in after him, Niall coming over to me on the couch. 

"Hey princess, you ok?" Niall asks, planting a quick kiss on my lips before sitting next to me. 

"Yeah," Harry agrees, "you look paler than usual, even under all that makeup." 

"I'm j-just nervous and kind of scared." I mumble. They all look at me stupidly. "What?" 

"Are you kidding me?" Stacey says, walking in as well and hugging me. Her stomach is now insanely big and she could give birth any day now. The fans are still crazy about that and kind of freaked out, but the true fans are excited that Harry is going to be a dad. They had to postpone their tour to later though, so he could be here for the baby. "Did I just hear you say that you're nervous?" I nod. "Charlotte Smyth doesn't get nervous." 

"You're going to do great, Charlie." Niall whispers in my ear. 

"Yeah, you're going to go out there," Zayn starts, and suddenly they start acting it out. Zayn's me, Louis, Stacey, Harry and Liam are the fans. They get down on their knees in front of Zayn as he starts mimicking me, "You're going to start singing." He sings in a really girly voice to one of my songs. "The fans are going to go crazy." 

"Wooh, go Charlotte!" Louis yells. 

"I love you Charlie!" Stacey adds, pretending to fangirl. 

Niall and I start cracking up laughing. "Ok, then. I can do this." I say confidently, rising from my seat and bouncing up and down. 

"That's my big sister." Daniel shouts, standing next to me. 

"Charlotte, it's time to go." My tour manager, Lewis, says, popping his head in. 

"Good luck!" They all shout in unison, giving me a group hug. 

"Are you guys going to watch?" I ask into the little hug-huddle we have going on. 

"Yeah, but we will be in this private box thing on the first landing. No one can get in there and we don't need fans attacking us. It's your concert, not ours." Liam explains as we all pull away and we begin walking down the corridors. 

"Ok, sounds good. I love you all." I say, hugging them quickly again. 

"We love you too." They all shout. Man, they're loud. "Good luck!" Did they like, practise this? 

"Thanks guys." We all pull away and I turn to Niall. 

"You'll do great, babe." He tells me. "If you need to, you can just look up to where I am for confidence, ok?" 

"Ok." I whisper, giving him a quick kiss. "I love you." 

"I love you too." He calls before I walk off into a different direction to them. 

They hand me my custom made green microphone that has small letters around the band. The letters spell our Nialotte, mine and Niall's romance name that the fans came up with. 

"You ready?" Lewis asks me, escorting me under the stage to the platform that lifts me on the stage. 

"Ready as I'll ever be." I mutter, getting on the platform. He hands me a bottle of water and I skull most of it down, closing the lid and handing it back to him. 

I could hear the distant screams of the fans as the countdown starts. 

"10!" 

"9!" 

"8!" 

"7!" 

"6!" 

"5!" 

"4!" 

"3!" 

"2!" 

"1!" 

"Ladies and gentlemen, Charlotte Smyth!" 

And then the platform lifts up.