Meeting The Dream

Chapter 4

*Niall's POV*

My eyelashes flutter under the harsh stage lights, as I pace back and forth waiting for my verse to begin. I love rehearsals. It is one big free-for-all and nobody listens to the stage director. It's quite funny actually. Harry wraps up his verse and looks to me to start. I sing the familiar lyrics, while putting together my own little dance.

The song ends and I walk over to the snack table where all the other guys are. As usual, they are all browsing their twitter feeds. We get thousands of tweets a day, and it is one of my favorite parts of the day to see what people are saying. I know that there are usually a few tweets calling us "gay" but I don't really care anymore. I flip my phone out of my pocket and begin to scroll through the infinite page that is my feed. I usually scroll down and stop in a random place and read one or two, because there's no way I could read all of them even if I spent 24 hours a day reading. I stop and see a short tweet from a girl named Natalie: So excited for the concert! Cami, you are going to love me forever. FRONT ROW WITH MY NASTY'S :)))). I stifle a laugh. I am assuming her 'nasty's' are her lads. I have noticed that Americans playfully pick on their friends a lot. I click on the link to her profile to see what she looks like, maybe I can spot her and her friends at the concert tomorrow.

I flinch as our annoying ass management company tells me to quit wasting so much time on a singular fan, and move on through my feed. This is the land of the free dammit. I think to myself, and continue to look through her profile. I find a picture of her, and the two girls tagged in her recent tweet about our concert. Their names are Aly and Cami, and Cami is wearing a birthday crown in the photograph. Cami is beautiful in the photograph. Her long brown hair, glassy eyes, and her showstopping smile are overbearing. An idea springs in my mind. These girls all look nice enough, so why not pull them up on stage for Little Things? They will be in front row after all.

I speak to management, and the band and everyone is in agreement that we should go for it. We will look for them in the front row for the first few songs, and bring them on stage for Little Things. My heart leaps at the thought of seeing Cami in person. It is strange, there are a lot of beautiful fans, but this one just gets me.

*Cami's POV*

"Holy shit," Natalie says. I look over to see her blue grey eyes wide with amazement. She drops her phone onto the tile floor of her bathroom. I just straightened her hair for the concert tonight. I shiver at the thought that in less than four hours I will be in the same room as One Direction. I love them so much. I could honestly care less that they are famous and rich and blah, blah, blah. I love them because they're, well they're them. I especially fancy Niall. I don't know why I just do.

"What is it?" I say picking up Nat's green Iphone from the floor to hand it to her. My heart literally ceases to beat when I see what's on the screen. No way. I blink my eyes and move the phone closer to my eyes. Niall Horan is now following you, Niall Horan favorited your tweet, Niall Horan liked your photo. I drop the phone on to the tile floor and smile so wide, it looks like I do not even have eyes.

"What?!" Aly shouts, she is so lost.

"Niall Horan just mildly stalked me on twitter."

All of us are now shaking. This just became the best day of our lives.

*Niall's POV*

I peek out at the audience filling the arena. It is a large crowd, but due to the fact that we are in Wisconsin, a freezing cold state, I have seen bigger. I look around in the front row to see if I can find her. I don't see her, she must not have arrived yet. I look down at my hands to see that my palms are sweating. That's weird. I don't usually get nervous for shows anymore...

I turn around and head back to the dressing room. I open the door and Harry, Louis, Zayn, and Liam are all snacking and conversing about random stuff. I plop down on the couch next to Harry.

"Is everyone ready to try this Little Things experiment?" I ask.

"Sure am. Especially if they're as hot as you seem to think."

Everyone bursts into laughter at Harry's crude remark, and we make our way to the stage. We all take our places on the rising platform under the stage, and grab our mics from the stage manager.

*Cami's POV*

The lights dim, and the crowd grows quieter. I know the show is about to start, and I can't hide the stupid grin on my face. I look over to see Aly and Natalie with the same dumb look on their face as me.

The spotlights swirl around the arena and I watch as my five favorite boys rise from underneath the stage. They begin to sing, and my heart sways in my chest as the notes pour from their vocal chords. They really are perfect.

The time is going so fast, and I know that they are on their last few songs. The music begins again, and I look up at my favorite existing male in the world, Niall. I stare at him for a good ten minutes, and then it happens. He tears his eyes from the distant crowd, and looks straight at me. I tense up, and my eyes widen as I stare in amazement at his glorious perfection. He continues to gaze at me, his eyes scanning up and down my body. As the song ends he slowly begins to walk towards me and my friends. He's probably just pacing, he always does that. I think to myself. I was wrong. He squats down to meet me, and mouths the words, "you three, come to the stairs." No fucking way this is real life. I am frozen. Good thing my friends just saw that, and are dragging me with them towards the stairs that Niall motioned towards.

My heat is basically buzzing in my chest as I hear the familiar chords of Little Things play through the arena. Harry has grabbed Natalie by the waist and pulled her to the center of the stage, and Louis has taken Aly to the side of the stage. Niall takes my hand in his and looks into my eyes. Holy shit. I look directly at him and I feel a pulse of electricity through my veins. It is almost like someone just tazed me except it does not hurt. It is the most wonderful feeling I have ever experienced in my life. It is truly electrifying.

The song ends too soon and I feel Niall tug at my hand, and lead me towards the back of the stage. Oh my heavens, thank you god. I take a quick glance around to make sure that Natalie and Aly are coming too, they are. Harry still has his arm around Natalie's waist, and Louis has Aly's hand encased in his. I follow Niall to the green room, where we meet the rest of the boys, and my friends.

I sit on the couch next to Niall, and he gestures for me to move closer. I am not gonna argue with that. I scoot closer, and he puts his arm over my shoulders. He hasn't stopped staring at me since he first glanced in my direction. Everyone is really hitting it off.

I feel a slight nudge on my hand, and Niall presses his phone into my hand with the 'Add New Contact' screen up. I look up at him and he smiles. I take the phone from him and enter my number. This is so surreal I pinch myself to make sure that this isn't a dream.