And if youuu...you want me too...
let's make a move...
Liam busted off some of his funky moves on stage during his solo while the entire crowd sang along. Yes, the meet and greet was followed by a concert and luckily, or unluckily in my case, we had front row tickets. Girls around me cheered and jumped, singing along to the lyrics of 'kiss you'. I was the only person in the front row who wasn't jumping or singing along, or even for that matter, snapping a hundred shots of the boys per minute. I wondered how funny I'd look if someone saw me from afar...just standing there and making sure my overly-energetic sister wasn't squashed by frantic girls. I was genuinely trying to enjoy the music, not the...boys. I stood there with my arms crossed over my chest, no I wasn't mad or anything, for some reason that just made me feel secure. Anywho...I checked up on Ash every 5 minutes or so, making sure she was okay. I couldn't help but smile looking at her...she was surely having the time of her life.
I couldn't help but notice how incredibly hott Zayn looked, the royal blue t-shirt and that leather jacket surely did his gorgeous features justice. And his voice was amazing, one of the best I've ever heard. And next to him stood Harry. Ughhh...I honestly don't get why people think he's so hott. Like I can bet on my life that he owns only one black t-shirt and pair of black skinnies...that he currently wore. Figures. And what's with the hundred rings? I mean is he like engaged to so many girls or is he obsessed with his hands? Weirdo. But I am a bitttt jealous of his legs...I mean they're so...sexy. He has girly legs. Hunh, what a girl.
And then something that happened on stage caught my attention. Zayn was whispering something in Curly's ear while his eyes were apparently on...me. I softly smiled at Zayn as our eyes met and he smiled back, waving lightly. Wow, maybe he remembers me from the meet and greet. Just then, Harry turned to face me and his eyes landed directly on mine, green orbs lighting up as they saw me. My immediate instinct was to look away and that's what I planned to do, but there was something about his eyes that made it incredibly difficult to fix my gaze somewhere else and I'm sure we maintained eye-contact for atleast 5 seconds before I could manage to tear my eyes away from his. I blinked and shook my head, forcing his eyes out of my mind as I tried to focus on the rest of the boys infront of me.
So tell me girl if everytime we tou-u-uch
You get this kind of ru-u-ush
baby say yeah-ay-ayah
Harry and Zayn stood right infront of me now as the latter sang his part, the entire audience cheering and singing along. Harry exchanged a look with Zayn and my eyes darted towards Harry's face as it was his turn to sing, a stupid smirk on his face, I wish I could just slap it off. I don't know how, but he managed to establish eye-contact with me again...
And let me kiss you
Screaming from the girls around me brought me back to reality and it took me a few seconds to register what had just happened. Harry Styles had been staring into my eyes as he sang that line, he sang that to me. I felt my heart-rate increase as I looked down, my shoes suddenly seemed to be the most fascinating thing in the world. For some reason, I felt nervous and my cheeks seemed to get warmer. Pulling a strand of my hair behind my ear, I finally looked back up and saw the guys chuckling on stage, but I made sure my gaze didn't wander anywhere near the curly haired boy. And I successfuly made it through the rest of the show, without looking at Harry even once.
At the end of the concert, Liam announced that two lucky fans would get to hang out with the boys in their room backstage and to decide who it was, a lucky draw would take place. I groaned as a hysterical jumping girl landed on my foot. Cursing under my breath, I bent down to check on my toe, which I'm pretty sure would be swollen by now. I was trying to concentrate on my foot when I heard Zayn saying something about the draw...but I just ignored it.
"And the two lucky fans are...Ayesha Hassan and her sister Khadija"
My head shot upwards at Zayn's voice. I nearly choked on air as he took my sister's name...and then mine. Oh no! No no no...please NO! I really wanted to be embraced by the comfort of my bed right now, it seemed like I had been looking at the boys' faces forever. Plus, my foot was killing me, thank you random frantic girl. AND to top it off, I didn't want to face Harry...I didn't know how to. He made me feel so nervous, a boy had never made me feel that way...
"THAT'S US THAT'S US THAT'S US!!!" Ash jumped up and down, grabbing onto my arm. To be honest, I felt like groaning and saying NO. A straight-forward NO. BUT I couldn't. If you'd seen her face at that moment, you'd sympathise with me as well. Ughhh! Why did I have to be such a good older sister. I smiled at Ash, grabbing her hand as I led her out of the audience and towards...wherever their backstage room was. Thankfully, security found us before we could make complete fools of ourselves, not knowing where to go. After authenticating that we were indeed the real Ayesha and Khadija, he asked us to follow him. I made a short trip to the bathroom before following him, fixing up my hair and re-applying my red lipstick. The lipstick was the only makeup I wore so I figured atleast that should look decent enough. Spraying on a bit of my fruity perfume and giving my hair a bit of volume, I was good to go. Ash kept tugging at her hair, ehich caused a low chuckle to escape my lips,
"You look beautiful Ayesha" I smiled at her sparkling big brown eyes and she nodded, standing infront of a door which had '1D' pasted across it's front. Paul, I assume, knocked on the door and then turned the door knob, revealing 5 boys with smiles on their faces as they glanced towards the door.
"Hey!" the boys all cheered as they we stepped into the luxurious room. I smiled at them as Ayesha ran and hugged Louis, they were so cute! But I couldn't help notice that Harry was missing.
"I just had to see you again..." A deep, slow voice whispered into my ear that made me freeze to my spot. I immediately knew who it was. Harry. He stood so close behind me that I could feel the heat radiate from his body onto mine.
"You can turn around now..." his hot breath on my ear gave me chills as I slowly gulped, completely unprepared for whatever was about to occur.
