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Harry:  He uses his height to cloak himself over your smaller body.  His hands grip protectively on your shoulders guiding you, but ready to let go if the need arises to push someone back from you, “Just keep walking, baby.” He tells you his voice soothing in comparison to the noise around, “No need to stop.  I’ll come back for pictures on my own later.”

Liam:  He smiles around to a few fans while keep his arm wrapped around your hip protectively.  His body blocks you from most of the cameras knowing the flashes aren’t something you’re used to at all.  His eyes take little glimpses to you with every other step, “You’re good, love?” He questions only needing a small nod, “Few more steps and we’re inside, don’t worry.”

Louis:  His arm his securely draped around your waist not willing to let go at all.  He doesn’t seem to notice his name being called out asking for pictures and signatures, he’s only focused on that door where he knows you’ll be safe if you go in.  “Don’t let go of me, love.” He murmurs feeling your hand grip onto the hem of his shirt, “Almost past them all..”

Niall:  His hand is tightly locked around yours, because he’s freaking out on the inside similarly to yourself.  He pushes those thoughts back though, only wanting to get to some space for you to both breath, “Don’t you dare let go of my hand.” He warns borderline worrying.  His eyes looking down at Paul’s feet as he uses them for a guide, “I’m not losing you in this.”

Zayn:  His arm is wrapped around your shoulder while his spare hand is holding onto yours and he rubs small circles.  He tugs you as close as he can and with every rude call the paparazzi tempt a reaction with he fights back the temptation to punch them back, “Don’t listen to any of them, babe.” He whispers against your ear, “They’re just dicks.

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