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chapter 5

As he continues to sing to me, my cheeks redden as I feel the jealous eyes of girls around me land on me. I don't know what to think of him singing to me. Should I be happy because Harry Styles is singing to me? Or should I be indifferent about it because he is clearly drunk? I don't know what to do. Apparently, at some point during my little meditation, both Zayn and Harry walked away from me and sang normaly, with out looking anywhere in particular.

10 songs and 2 encores later, they say their final good byes to the crowd and the lights turn on. I let out a breath I hadn't realized I was holding, and realize that I can't hear anything in my left ear. That is the price you have to pay for amazing seats at an amazing concert I guess. 

Kenz is going on an on about how amazing the concert was and how jealous she is of the attention I was getting.

"I am going to have to borrow that shirt!" She says with a sly smile. 

I laugh, but don't respond. I am still trying to decipher my feelings toward the night. I have butterflies in my stomach either way, so I am just going to go with the idea that he sincerely liked me, not thathis vision and judgements were clouded by the excessive amount of alcohol he had previously consumed.

"Ash, you have to call Zayn! Call him right now before he forgets all about you and moves on to the next hottie!" She says with a giggle.

"Well thanks for sugar coating it Kenz." I say as a joke, but there is truth behind it. I don't want to be just another girl he sleeps with, I am not that kind of girl. Kenz is, so she doesn't understand my hesitation.

"If you don't call him I will!" 

"Okay, okay fine!" I take the post it out of my pocket and dial the number. It rings twice and then he picks up.

"Uh, hello? Who is this?" I look at Kenz for reassurance, and she has a huge smile on her face and is telling me to put it on speaker phone. I put it on speaker and continue talking.

"Hey it's Ashley, we met today and you wanted me to call you?" I say as more of  question than a statement.

"Oh hey Ashley! How are you?" His voice is so full of life,and at this moment I have no idea why I have had a crush on Harry for the past few years. But then I remember his piercing green eyes, his hair, his tattoos and his-  I snap myself out of fantasizing about Harry and go back to my conversation with Zayn.

"I'm good, great show tonight!" As I say itmy cheeks redden and he chuckles.

"Yeah, I was trying to be romantic or something but Harry had to come ruin it. Sorry about that, but I am sure a pretty girl like you is used to guys fighting for her attention." 

Fighting for my attention? Was Harry Styles fighting for my attention? My heart flutters at the thought. I am not used to guys fighting over me, I have only had 1 boyfriend and he broke my heart after 2 months when I wouldn't sleep with him. He told the whole school I was prude, and nobody wanted to date me. My eyes swell up at the memory, but once again I forgot I was in the middle of a conversation and I need to return to it.

"Uh, not really, but I am flattered you would think so." I say with a nervous giggle.

"You've got to be kiding me! I am sure guys fight over you all the time, you may just not notice it. So anyway, I was thinking maybe you could come by our hotel tonight? Are you still at the stadium? You could ride back with us, yea? You can bring your friend of course too, Niall seems to have taken a liking to her."

Kenz can't contain herself at the mention of her. She starts jumping up and down and I let out a loud cackle, which I try to stifle since I am on the phone but I can't. 

"Um, yeah sure that sounds great! Kenz can barely contain herself," I say with a chuckle as I watch her eager eyes stare at the phone, "where should we meet you?"

"You can meet us at our tour bus in the back. Tell the security guard at the door "pizza" and he will let you in. Niall made up the code word, so of course it is food. Well, I will see you when you get here! Bye Ashley!"

I say good bye and hang up the phone. Kenz insists on going to the bathroom first to touch up her hair and make up, but I am too excited to care about such trivial things. This is literally a dream come true for me, I can't believe we are hanging out with them!

Once Kenz puts on what seems like a pound of mascara and foundation, we walk to the tour  buses. The security guard begins to tell us that we can't pass a certain point, but Kenz cuts him off by screaming pizza and he immediately understands and allows us entrance. 

Once we pass through the doors, we walk through a long tunnel covered with pictures of artists that have performed here. When we finally get to the end of the tunnel we see the tour bus and I can't breathe. I abruptly stop walking and takes Kenz a good 30 seconds of talking before realizing I am no long next to her. 

"What is the matter with you today? You're acting so weird! Lets go Ashley the boys are waiting!"

"Okay I am coming just give me a minute to breathe. This is all happening so fast and it is a little overwhelming." She gives me a sympathetic hug that and looks back at me.

"Ash, stop stressing! You're beautiful, and they are all going to be fighting to get a hand on you." My eyes widen at her choice of words and she quickly correct herself.

"Not like that, you know wha I mean. They will all just like you, it's not like were going to get gang raped Ash! Lighten up!" I laugh at her brutal form of humor and lock my arm in hers as we walk to the bus. We knock at the door, and Harry answers. 

"Who invited you?" He snaps at us. Those three simple words shatter my heart in to pieces and I have to try to hide the hurt on  my face.