Our Little Secret // h.s.

Chapter 16

Philadelphia, that's where we are at now. Niall and I took a flight back to meet the band from Florida this morning, my grandparents allowing him to stay the night. We are rushed straight out of the airport and into a car to take us to the venue that the boys will be playing at in a few hours.

The guard that usually gives me a hard time actually greeted me with a smile, for once. I guess seeing the events unfold two days ago from the end of the hall gave him a soft spot towards me. I texted Harry several times, letting him know when we landed even. Niall hasn't said anything about me texting him after our overprotective conversation. Although, he secretly does have a reason to be overprotective when it comes to Harry...he just doesn't know.

I watch as Niall talks on the phone with some manager, letting them know that we're on the way and reassuring them that we won't be late for soundcheck. I pull out my phone, checking my my hair and makeup with the front facing camera. I didn't add too much makeup, just some mascara, coverup, and blush. It's too hot out today to put on that much makeup, both in Florida and Philadelphia.

I brush my fingers through my hair before locking it and looking at Niall. He's tapping at his leg with his fingers, staring out the window while talking on the phone. The ride actually feels pretty short, despite being about a  30 minute drive.

We arrive at the venue, the car pulling in through a gated area where fans and paparazzi do not have access into. There is a gate though, so some fans are lined up on the outside of the gate, peering in. The driver shuts the car off, and I open the door, hopping out first. I fix my pink colored shorts when I notice the girls yelling my name. I look up to see them waving and holding their phones up, taking pictures or videos of me. I smile and wave, glad that they're actually welcoming me.

Niall climbs out my door, and the girls start screaming their heads off. I start cracking up as Niall jumps from the sudden screams.

"They want you, Mr. Popstar!" I smirk. I fix my white tank before fanning myself off. I look over to see someone holding a door open for us and start making my way over, while Niall stands back to wave at his fans.

It's like a breath of fresh air when cool air hits me the second I walk in the door. I fan myself repeatedly, pulling my hair back and out of my face.

"Are you the girl with Niall?" a crew member asks, dressed in all black. I nod and they wave for me to follow them. I follow him down the corridor, the sound of footsteps running behind me causing me to look back. I smile as Niall catches up to me, trying to catch his breath.

The guy then turns down a mini hall then points at the second door to the left. I then hear several guys talking and I perk up a little. Niall steps into the room first greeting the guys. I step in and Liam speaks up first, "Oh, thank god!"

I laugh with a small shake of my head. I wave a little at them. Liam is next to Zayn on a black couch, Louis is leaning against the wall typing at his phone, and my eyes land on Harry last. I smile big when I make eye contact with him, as he sits in a random folding chair.

"Okay, Niall and Liam, I need you two to come get your mics checked!" someone totally random calls out from behind me. Niall groans and Liam hops off of the couch. He jokingly throws a punch at Niall before wrapping his arm around Niall's back. Liam nods at me with a grin as they both walk out of the room, laughing.

"I have your art work, let me go grab it for you!" Harry winks while standing up. I take in his whole appearance then, he's wearing a tight white shirt, black jeans, and his hair is a cute, curly mess.

"You like art?" Zayn perks up, almost looking shocked.

"Yeah, do you?" I giggle, so amused at how his whole body language just changed. I never really talk much to Zayn, as he's usually pretty quiet on the most part.