Just a Coincidence?

Chapter 18

Skye's POV

"OMG that was fantastic!" Casey told me as the lights came back up. The concert was over. It was time to go backstage. I was not ready for this...what was Niall going to say to me? Would he recognise me? 

"Yes, I know it was fab!" I replyed to Casey, just before I was engulfed in a hug. "Casey let go. I cant breathe."

"Ha, Um, Sorry. I am just so glad you brought me." Casey let me go and I slumped back into the chair. My feet were killing me. 

Now how do we get backstage... There was no instructions with my tickets and passes that i had recieved on the morning of my birthday. "Case? How do we get backstage?" 

"I dont know? i thought you had that figured out."

"Well, I don't. Maybe we should ask that guy over by the door?"

"Yepp lets do that."

Together, Casey and I stood up and made our way over to the exit door. Most of the crowd had already left. They were probably all hoping to get glimpses of the boys. 

"Um, Excuse me." the man turned around." I, um, was wondering how we get backstage?" I asked politely.

"Ha, Yeah, Sure, I am just going to tell you how to get backstage. That would end up to the boys getting mobbed. Not going to happen, you may as well just leave, they will never see you." The man replyed curtly. My jaw dropped.

"Sir, We have backstage passes. Please tell us how to get backstage." I said trying to control my temper. This guy was getting on my nerves. The way that he was looking up and down my body.

"Um, I highly doubt that. Noone that I know of has any backstage passes. Move along please."

"Casey... a little help." I said urging Casey to help me out.

"Sir. I am sure that you dont think that we are being serious, but I assure you that we have backstage passes. I can understand how you are wary of this too, as it is a potential risk letting people backstage who are not authorised. But you see-" Casey reached for my purse and I handed it to him. Before he dug around in it looking for the passes, and pulling them out. "We do have passes. We won them. Now could you please tell us how to get backstage." Casey ranted.

The an looked at the passes that Casey was holding. "Um, oh, Sorry, We get lots of kids just trying to get back to meet the boys. These are pretty legit. Um, I will take you to someone to take you back." The mans face flushed, before handing the passes back, and turning around ushering us out of the arena.

Niall's POV

"Great job boys" Paul came over. We had just taken off our mic's and headsets after the concert.

"Thanks Paul." I said smiling up at him.

"Ok lets hit the showers." Liam said to all us boys. A shower sounded really good right now. The stage lights made everything hot and sweaty. I needed to get clean.

"Lets go lads." I said running off in the direction of the bathrooms.

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We had finished freshening up and changed into some casual clothes. We usually stayed at the venue for a couple of hours if there was lots of fans waiting outside. We needed the least amount of attention possible. The tour was just starting, but there was plenty of time for media to disrupt it all and 'kill the vibe' as I liked to call it. Or in other words, get into our heads and mess up the tour for us.

"Boys, we have a couple of fans that won backstage passes, they are waiting in the media room." Paul came up to us and said. 

"Ok, Paul." Louis was the most enthusiastic out of all of us. "Lets go meet these people!" He said leading us towards the media room.

The Media Room was like a large room with a few couches and a snack table as well as a TV. It was where we all hang out when we are at the venues and waiting to either go on stage or leave. It is also where we have some of our interviews. Therefore it was named the Media Room. In all the venues there is always a 'media room' or just a room that is converted for us.

We got there pretty quickly, and I opened the door. There was a boy sitting on one of the couches, and a girl standing looking away from the door over by the snack table.

I saw the boys eyes pop out of his head as the five of us walked in. "Hello." Harry said in his thick british accent, and I could of sworn that the boys eyes jumped out of his head even more when he heard Harry speak.

The girl slowly turned around so that she was facing us. Her eyes searched for mine and then locked onto me.

"S-S-S-Skye?"