I Ship Naela- Niall Horan Fanfiction

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Chapter 3

*Niall's POV*

I was so pumped. We were on our way to the Superdome right now. We were all ready just to get this concert going. I loved New Orleans so much. What made me even happier was that I could drink in the states now. It was the 25th of September and I had just turned 21 the 13th. It was so exciting. I already drank, of course, but that wasn't the point.

"Yo, Liam. ARE YOU READYYYY?!" I shouted at Liam, jokingly, pumping my fists into the air.

"Yeah, bro. I'm excited to go out after as well." He replied.

"Me too, yeah. I can't wait!" I said, laughing. I looked at the other boys in the bus. I knew they were ready, as well, even though they just sat there on their phones. That's what I did most of the time on the bus, too.

I got up because I was feeling really hungry, as always. I went to the fridge and grabbed an apple. It wasn't much of a meal, but they'll have something backstage for me to eat when we get there.  That was just something to keep me satisfied until we got there.

A few hours later, we stopped. I looked outside and saw that we had arrived at the Superdome. I just wanted to jump off of the bus and go hug all the fans, but I couldn't. That's not how it worked.

It made me sad how we couldn't just go out and talk to the fans like normal people, but with our busy schedule, it only made sense.

We all got out of the bus, starting with Paul. He walked us to the back doors and we entered the Superdome.

It was huge! We've been to bigger, but it was still really big.I remember coming here and learning where everything is, but it still gets me. That factor just made me even more excited. I was like a fucking chihuahua. Is that weird?

I ran up to Louis and nudged him in the side.

"Isn't this exciting?" I asked him.

"Yeah! It is! I'm ready to get started. I can't wait to see how many fans are out there." Louis replied excitedly.

"Me too! Sometimes, I still get amazed by how many there actually are. It's crazy." I told him.

"Me, too, bro. It is crazy." Louis said.

That's when I saw it.

It was a table filled with food. I sprinted to it. I could have died from starvation, I was so hungry.

There was finger sandwhiches, fruit, little hamburgers, chicken, etc. I grabbed a plate and just started stuffing it to the brim with food.

When I finished filling my plate, I walked to the hang out room. The other boys were just chilling on the couches either eating or playing video games. I sat on the loveseat by myself and spread my feet out. I started chowing down.

A few minutes later, my plate was empty and the boys weren't even finished with one game of FIFA. I walked to the trash can and threw my plate away.

When I got back to my seat, I noticed it had been stolen by Zayn.

I laughed, "Zayn. You're in my seat."

"I know." He laughed back.

"Well, I guess I'll just have to sit on you." I said to him.

So, I did. I sat on his legs and to my surprise, it was actually pretty comfortable. We were having a conversation about the concert and the fans. He started talking about Perrie. It kind of made me sad because I hadn't had a girlfriend in so long. Honestly, I wanted to meet a fan that I actually liked and got along with. It was hard, though, because we were always on the road. I didn't know how the boys did it. I didn't know how they kept girlfriends. I figured it would be hard to not see them every day and miss them all the time. I wanted a girlfriend, still, though. I wanted someone I could hang out with and talk to like a normal person.

I was deep in my thoughts and I saw a hand wave over my face. I flinched thinking someone was going to hit me or something, but it was just Zayn trying to get my attention.

"You okay, bro?" He asked me worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I was just thinking." I replied.

"Okay. Well, let me up. I gotta piss." Zayn said to me.

I got up and released his legs from under me. He let out a sigh of relief. I think his legs fell asleep after me sitting on them. I giggled under my breath and plopped down back onto the couch.

I think I got lost in my thoughts again because the next thing that happened was Paul came in the room and told everyone to start getting ready. I guess that was our cue. I think it was about 1:00. We still had 7 hours until the concert started. I was just ready to get it going.

We walked into the dressing room and Lou was there waiting for us. While Harry was getting his hair done, he was talking to Liam, who was putting his clothes on.

I put on a tank top, like usual, and some baggy skinny jeans. That was my normal look for concerts.

When Lou was done with Harry's hair 40 minutes later, it was my turn. So, I sat down and she just quiffed it up like she usually does. I was having a laugh with Louis while she was doing that and he was getting dressed. I looked over and saw Harry in his all black. Typical.

When my hair was finished about 20 minutes later, Louis was next and his hair takes a while.

About an hour later, Zayn went after him and his took a good 30 minutes to do.

Liam was last, but his hair didn't take long considering he didn't have a lot, so Lou just gave it a little quiff and was finished.

We were all ready. By that point it was 4:00. It seemed so early, but I knew time was going to fly by.

Chapter 3. There you go. Are you guys liking it so far? Remember to vote and comment. Love you, guys. :D