Video Tweet (n.h.)

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1 week later

-Riley's POV-

Sam and I were currently both dressing in our One Direction get-up, and we were waiting backstage near the boys dressing room. Surprisingly we were the only two fans there, or.. at least at this concert.

"Okay, you can go in now." A security guard told us. I think his name was Paul...

When Sam and I entered the dressing room, the first boys we saw were Zayn and Liam playing with air soft guns. Zayn was crouched behind a sideways couch taking turns with chips and the game, and Liam was hidden behind a wall.

Zayn shot at Liam and it happened to bounce right off of Liam's chest.

"HAHA! I GOT YOU SO GOOD, YOU BLOODY BAST-"

"ZAYN!" I'm guessing Lou, their hairstylist screamed at him. (I knew it was Lou from the movie, duh.

Zayn and Liam looked at us, both, at the same time.

"Who are you?" Liam said, putting the gun down.

"Liam, don't be so rude," Zayn hit him lightly on the top of his head. "Didn't you see the video of these two dancing to our song?"

"Oh yea! I do recall that. Ah, im sorry to come off inappropriately, im not good with meeting new people. Hi, it's so good to meet you. I'm Liam."

"Hi, I'm-" Sam pushed me out of the way, knocking me into a door.

"And I'm Sam. I'm a huge fan." Sam blushed.

Liam laughed, "yea, about that love, I saw your video. You're really cute and all, but I tend not to date fans. Anyways, I'm with Danielle. I'm really sorry, but we could make the best of it by being lads, yeah?"

"Sure, lads. Of course!" Sam said, her voice was shaky.

While this was taking place, the door opened on me, while my head was leaned up against it. "Ow.." I held my head and stood up so I wasn't blocking the exit for whomever was walking out.

"Oh my goodness I'm so sorry, love. Are you alright?" A thick Irish voice said.

I was still turned around. I didn't want to get my hopes up. It could be another security guard or something.

Then Harry came out of no where with a comb and hairspray in hand.

"Bloody hell, Niall. The girl can have a concussion now! Are you alright.... erm, I forgot to ask your name....your twittah username doesn't have your actual name, it just says @Nialls-"

"ITS RILEY!" I screamed, trying not to be too loud.

There was a silence.

Until Louis bursted into the dressing room.

He was holding :
- a baseball bat
- Harry's shoe
- a half eaten carrot
- a water balloon
- and scissors

"HIGH YA YA YA YIIII!!" He shouted in a karate pose. He looked up and noticed me and Sam.

He was wearing a pink headband that showed his whole forehead.

"Oh, so there was no emergency then.. Erm, Ello loves." He threw all of the supplies on the couch that was flipped over.

Looking at the scene, which was Zayn crouched behind the couch, Liam and Sam both apologizing and trying not to cry, Harry yelling at Niall and me holding my head, Louis looked confused.

"Alrighty, well if there was no emergency." He picked up his carrot and started eating it, before walking over to me.

"Hello, im Louis. I think you are absolutely humorous and funny. Welcome to what we do privately."

"Louis, thanks so much for inviting me. It truly is amazing, but do you happen to have an ice package?" I tried to laugh.

He laughed as well.

"I'm so sorry, of course of course."

We both walked over to the mini fridge, where he would help me get situated.