(Hayley's POV)
*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
Another early morning, we have a small acoustic show planned. It should be great. What's not so great is waking up at 4:30am to warm up my voice. At least I get to wake up to hot green tea. Our set for this morning consists of Feeling Sorry, Where The Lines Overlap, and Daydreaming. I'm excited; we are supposed to be having a special guest there. I asked who, but no one seems to know. Jeremy thinks it's going to be someone lame, but I choose to believe other wise. I guess we will just have to wait and see.
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(Niall's POV)
Hate waking up to my alarm clock. I'd much rather set it to music, but the boys don't always agree with my song choices, aha. Either way, I'm buzzin' for today. Liam and I are meant to go see Paramore's acoustic set this morning. Well, if he would wake up. Only thirty minutes from the show, and he is still face down in his pillow. Not that I woke up much earlier. I got up at 5:45 and took a trip to the Pancake Pantry. I had a nice platter of chocolate chip pancakes. I don't think there was a better way to start the day. It's 6:30 now, so I'll check to see if Liam plans on dragging himself out of bed. If not I'm out of here.
"Mate?" I ask stepping into his room. He is still passed out. I head to his mini fridge to grab some ice. I take a few blocks and approach his bedside once more. I pull back his duvet, and toss the cubes on his back. "Oh shit!" Liam shouts as he shoots up. "Niall piss off!" He laughs noticing me stare at him. "I take it you're not going then?" "Going where?" he asks. "The show, I thought we talked about this Payno." "Right, well you have fun. I need to get some more rest. I had a bit of insomnia last night," he informs me tossing the ice on the floor, and rests his head again. "Catch ya later then."
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(Hayley's POV)
"Taylor, where are you going?" I ask him as he runs down the hall. "I want to find out who the guest is. Somone has to know who it is." "Oh, well wait up!" I shout, following him. We speak to the manager of the venue. "Everyone has been hyping us up with talk of a surprise guest, but no one will tell us who it is." I say. "Yeah, I'm getting impatient," Taylor says pretending to be disappointed. "Sorry, but he asked me not to mention who he was. That's the point of a surprise, isn't it?" The manager responds. "Ugh, you're no help." I say walking back to the dressing room with Taylor.
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(Niall's POV)
As I pull up to the venue, I can't help but think of how long I've been waiting for this. The boys and I have been too busy to see them, so I've just been waiting for the oppurtunity to arise. Now that we are playing the same town, I can finally meet them. More specifically, Hayley. She is fit, and seems so sweet. As I approach the door, a few people start recognizing me. "Sorry guys, I can't stay right now. Don't want them to know that I'm here yet, aha! " I inform the people asking for pictures. When I walk inside, I am greeted by the venue manager. "I made sure to keep your identity a secret." "Good man, can you show me my seat?" I ask. "Yeah, follow me."
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(Hayley's POV)
"Can we know now? We are about to go on, please?" I pleaded. "Hayley, he'll be in the front row, just look for him. The guy clearly isn't going to tell us," Jeremy states. "Fine, are you two ready?" I ask them. "Of course, now let's go!" Taylor says excitement brimming over in his voice. We take the stage and everyone welcomes us with shouts of excitement. "Hey, in case you didn't know we are Paramore, and this is our acoustic set. We are going to be starting with a song called, Feeling Sorry. Sing along, and make sure it's loud." I say, kicking things off. I start searching the front row for our guests when my eyes interlock with a pair of gorgeous blue ones. Niall Horan, of all people. Who knew he was a fan? I wave to him, and he smiles at me, obviously amused. "We still live in the same town well don't we, but I don't see you around anymore..."
