One Direction And Another?

Keirall-A Bundle Of Nerves

I run upstairs, overwhelmed by the sudden nervousness in my stomach. A billion and one questions fly through my brain, most of which contain various 'what ifs' that makes my insides twist crazily. I'm surprised I lasted this long without my nerves at all actually; normally I'm already practically dead a week. But I guess I didn't actually know I was doing this a week ago, so it's been slow to hit home. Not that it matters now. 

I throw myself onto my bed, the tears already building up in my eyes. How can I do this? It's the O2 for heavens sake! Filled with people-girls, mostly- who are expecting the boys they love, and will instead get me? No, that isn't true. They're getting me AND the boys. But who knows what this will do to them? It could spoil their whole genuinity as a band... Because of ME... 

"Keirall? Are you ok?" It's Harry. He comes over and sits next to me. I quickly try to wipe away my tears, but he must notice the redness in my eyes "Hey, don't cry. You'll be fine tomorrow, I know it," 

"How do you know? I might spoil it for you all, and I CAN'T do that to you with all of what you've done in the last years, and-" He puts his finger on my lips. 

"Keirall, I may have only known you for less than a week, but I'm centain you're not the kind of person who would do that. And, plus, we've already kind of spoilt it for ourselves, what with our massive arguments with the tabloids and critics earlier this year," 

"They said rubbish about you. They know nothing, and you had every right. You should have gained respect for doing that, not shit. And plus, you've got your fans. Simon's already told us the show tomorrow's-" Shudder "- sold out, you can't have spoilt everything," He looks up at my window, at the many stars in tonight sky. 

"Then why are you here, love?" I tense " No, I don't mean it in a mean way," He reassures me " Just, if we are fine as we are, why did Simon Cowell make you our sixth member?" 

"To get me more attention? I dont know," I confess, looking into his perfect eyes, then looking away again. 

" I bet he knows we're hopeless" 

"Oh, don't be negative Harry," He laughs. 

"Funny stuff coming from someone who was crying on their bed not too long ago," I nudge him. 

"Oh shut up," I say, and he nudges me back harder, nearly pushing me off the bed. I grab him quickly, but that only makes him fall off with me, and we colapse on the floor, giggling.

"I have to admit, though," Says Harry suddenly "You've got a harder job to do than the rest of us. Like, for most of our performances, we never came out on stage by ourselves; we came out as a group. And, plus, your butt's probably gonna be a bit sore from watching us perform for an hour or two," He pulls me up to sit beside him with our backs on the side of my bed, and we look out of the window again.

"Oh, I'll be fine. I'll probably look like a loony not standing up, though," I ruffle his-now curly-hair "I have been to one of your concerts, y'know," He sits up, and looks at me in bewilderment.

"When?"

"Your first tour. In Brighton, January the 21st or something, I can't remember. Ask Angie. She's the one who begged me to come with her, along with Jennifer, the sister of that guy I talked to in McDonalds," Harry nods, then grins as a thought hits him.

"Are you sure she won't faint at Harry Styles asking her something?" He says to me cheekily, and I nudge him.

"Nah. She'll probably faint at you being 100 metres close to her-or even a mile. If not, then your ears will probably get murdered by her screaming. Her screams are rather high-pitched," We laugh, and I find the nervousness evaporate. I hug him tightly, and a surprised sound comes out of his mouth

"What?"

"You're hugging me?"

"Yeah,"

"Why?"

"Why not?"He grins at me, and hugs me back.

"Good point," He replies, and I hug him tighter. After a moment, I say the real reason of why I hugged him.

"Thank you. I don't feel half as nervous as at dinner,"

"It's ok," He smiles, then gets up. I'm already missing his warm shape next to me "I'm going to get dessert; Niall will either kill me or rape the fridge-or both-if I don't," He offers me his hand "You want to come?"

As much as I'd like to, I make myself shake my head and yawn "Nah, sorry. I'd better get some sleep before tomorrow, since I have a feeling the concert's going past midnight," He nods understandingly.

"Well then, goodnight. See you in the morning,"

"Night Harry," He closes the door quietly, but I stop looking at it far past the time he does.

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On my back. On my left side. On my right. On my stomach. Pillow. No pillow. Toes out. Toes in. All of these I've tried, and still sleep doesn't want to have anything to do with me. Humpf.

THUMP.

What was that?

THUMP THUMP.

Sounds like it's coming from the other room next to mine. Who's is it again? Suddenly I hear someone's voice, and immediately run out and into his, where he's sitting in the corner of the room, his head against the wall. I run up to him, and try to wipe the tears from his face.

"Liam..."

"I'm...sorry...," He chokes out, and I look at him quizzically.

"Why? You haven't done anything wrong! Oh god, you weren't hitting your head on the wall, were you?" I slowly move my hand over the side of his head on the wall, and he winces slightly. I rub my fingers together, but I can't feel anything wet. Phew, he's not bleeding. Slowly, I put my arm over his shoulder, and sit with him, holding him tightly as he puts his head on my shoulder.

"It's because I'm selfish," He says after a while.

"What?"

"I'm scared. Of what they'll think of me. It's my fault that things came to what they are now. I'm going to ruin it, for all of us..." The words coming out of Liam's mouth are sounding familiar. Very familiar.I take his face in my hands, and look straight into his eyes.

"Tell me what happened,"

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Heya guys! I hope you liked that bit, cuz I got a little emotional writing it. And you're finally gonna get a full explanation of what happened with Liam in the form of...*drum roll* A FLASHBACK!

in the next chapter, though :P Comment and vote! XD thanks for reading!

P.S. DAYUM!!!!--------------------->