Song after song and I was still singing along. It was nearly time for the meet and greet to start when I saw a few girls pointing at me and snickering. Cocking my head I gave them an "I don't give a fuck" look. One of the girls, wearing heavy makeup and a very short skirt for such a large girl, mimicked me and her friends joined her. Amongst the giggling girls one in particular stood out to me. Her golden hair flowed over her shoulders, her shorts cut off, and her tank top revealing all too much cleavage. A look of sorrow and remorse filled her eyes and she sat in the group of bullies. I sauntered off, looking like I had somewhere else to be, but in reality I was searching to find somewhere away from here.
Finally, I had found my way backstage. The guard cleared me after taking a long look at my pass. A few moments passed before I saw the group of girls coming my way.
"Oh, no," I groaned.
Security let them pass and I tried to hide.
"Look who it is, girls," hissed the one in the short skirt that I had assumed the leader.
"None of those boys will like you," Another sneered from behind her.
"They only want the pretty ones," scoffed the one with blonde hair.
I dodged my way through a small crowd of people to avoid the girls. There they were. Louis, Zayn,Niall,Harry,and Liam were all within 10 feet of me. Before I took two steps to reach out and hug Liam, the second girl to speak ran up from behind and shoved me into him.
"I-I'm sorry," I stammered, pulling myself off of him as tears filled my eyes.
"Come here," He said grabbing my hand and guiding me away from everyone, "Are you all right?"
"Yeah," I managed after a few seconds of silence.
"I'm Liam," He said with a silly grin on his face.
"Well, I know who you are," The grin was contagious.
