The diagnosis

Chapter 23

I sniffled and wiped my eyes. One thing about me, I HATED to cry in front of people. So when I do, it's usually pretty bad. "I'm sorry." I murmured. "What happened?" I asked before any of the boys could ask me the same question.

"Um, I grabbed you, you flinched, then your froze and had this weird look in your eye, and then you collapsed into a ball and began crying." Ashton said still looking confused and worried. "I'm sorry." I repeated. "Are you apologizing for crying in front of us?" I nodded slightly.

"You shouldn't, there's nothing wrong with that." "I never cry in front of people." Other than Harry and Mel. I added mentally. "Can you show me where to watch the rest of the show, I don't want to miss their entire show." I said.

The boys looked at each other but then nodded in unison. They lead me to a door and gave me a necklace tag. "You can stay with us back stage and watch, or you can go to the front row and watch from there." Luke said.

They kept shooting me nervous glances, afraid I would break again, so I decided to go into the crowd to get away from them for a little bit. I walked out as they began singing Little Things. I smiled and a security person recognized me and showed me to my seat. 

I remained standing like the thousands of girls around me. My eyes immediately found Harry as he sat on a stair as Zayn began singing. Harry's eyebrows scrunched together as he stared into the massive crowd.

He waved to a couple of people and I smiled at how awesome their job was. Louis was sort of in front of me and he waved like an idiot. I laughed. The girls beside me began freaking out. One of them glared at me. Louis took off his shoe and threw it at Harry while the Zayn was singing.

Louis began singing his solo when Harry finally looked over at him. Louis quickly pointed to where I stood. I moved my eyes from Louis to Harry. I watched as confusion swept over his face, not sure what Louis was trying to say. Harry smiled when our eyes met. I tried to return it, but was still messed up from before.

Harry lifted his mic to his lips and began singing his part, not breaking eye contact with me. I felt a blush creep into my face and I looked down. When I looked back up at Harry, a smile had grown on his lips. He still hadn't looked away when I finally pointed to the rest of the crowd. Harry made a pouting face but looked away. I laughed. The girl from before glared at me again.

"That was a steamy few minutes." Louis said when they finished. He glanced at Harry then at me. I giggled and looked down again. The crowd went crazy. Harry also looked down shyly. "Anyways! This is Kiss you!" Harry looked at Louis with an eyebrow raised.

Louis shrugged with a smile. They began running around stage and having fun. When it came to Harry saying "And let me kiss you" He looked at me, winked, and blew a kissed. I felt a blush again and glanced down.

As I did so I heard someone say "Who do you think you are?" and then I was tackled. The girl that had been glaring a me before was now throwing punches. "Harry's mine! You hear that, Bitch?" I attempted to cover my face, but she got a good throw into my eye.

The burning sensation of pain took over me. I barely noticed Harry yelling in the mic for the girl to get off of me and for one of the security to help me. He tried to jump off of stage but the boys held him back. I felt kick after kick after punch after punch. Finally, I saw a familiar face rush to my side. Paul.

He tore the girl off of me and picked me up like I was a feather. I clung to him as he carried me back to backstage. The room was spinning as he placed me on a couch that was in the One Direction change room.

"Do you want me to let anyone in?" I shrugged. "Doesn't matter, just make sure Harry finishes this show please. I don't want his fans that have paid so much to miss all of One Direction. Without any one of the members their not the same." I saw Paul smile.