A Moment in the Crowd

Chapter 11: The emos

It looks like the 1% chance that I was clinging on to saved me, because I have yet to faint. 

"I'll go get the rest of them and then we'll be off." He lets go of my hand and runs off, yet again.

As much as I'm enjoying this, I feel extremely uncomfortable being left alone again. I need a distraction from the impending thoughts of tonight. I have no idea how I'm going to handle being in a club. Or a bar. Which one is it? I don't even know and it allows me even less of a chance to visualize myself there. Luckily, before I can freak myself out too much, Harry is back with the rest of the boys. 

Oh for the love of God how do I hold it together. 5/5 of One Direction are standing in front of me.

"You ready?" Harry says while I'm still standing mute from the shock.

"Uhh yeah." It's about the only thing that can manage its way out of my mouth right now.

"We just need to wait for the emos."  

For what feels like the hundreth time today, my heart nearly stops. Then it flips inside my chest. Harry only ever calls one group of people 'the emos'. No way are they coming with us too. 

5 Seconds of motherfucking Summer.

"Wait..." I start to say but I'm cut off by the answer to what I was about to ask clarification on.

Turning around the corner, is the boys' opening act: Ashton Irwin, Luke Hemmings, Calum Hood and Michael Clifford. Also known in my mind as 5 Seconds of motherfucking Summer, or 5SOS. 

This time I really do start to see grey edge its way to the corner of my eyes. I think I'm having a panic attack and I really am going to faint. I can't faint now, out of all the times I could faint, please don't let it be right now. 

"Lily, you alright?" Harry notices how much of a distressed mess I am at the sight of the 9 boys I've waited over 8 months to see, standing right in front of me. 

Does he not realize that I can hold it in but there comes a point where I can't contain it anymore? Did he not think for just a second that I would freak the fucking hell out at the thought of going to a bar/club whatever the fuck we're doing with a group of people I should have already fainted at the sight of. The times I thought Harry Styles was an idiot are confirmed at his lack of common sense. 

I'm still a fan you god-like idiot. Thanks for sending me into the greatest version of heaven and hell all mixed into one. Really appreciate it.

"I - uhmm, Hi." Is all I can say. I'm still staring at the four people I haven't met yet.

Ashton comes up to me first.

"Nice to meet ya, I'm Ashton." Oh my God if his motherfucking Australian accent isn't the sexiest thing I've heard, I don't know what is. 

"I know. I'm Lily." I extend my hand to shake his. I don't know what else to fucking do or say.

At least the feeling of passing out has left me as about a million times more adrenaline than I'm used to pumps through my veins. My heart is beating two hundred times faster than it should, and my ears are starting to heat up. For some reason it's never my cheeks that turn rosy at embarrassment or nervousness, but instead it's always my damn ears that end up looking like a tomato. 

I know Ashton is nineteen, but the rest of the group are going to need fake IDs too. I wonder if they already have theirs.

"Are we gunna go or what?" Luke pipes up from the small group of 10. Me being the only girl, I notice. 

"Shut up emo we're going." Harry replies to him playfully. 

I'm so out of my league here with these guys. Luke is the only one closest to my age but he's still older than me. Somehow though I feel like this isn't his first time out in over a year. 

"Are you sure you're alright?" Harry bends down to whisper in my ear as everyone is shuffling out of the stadium. 

His warm breath glides slightly over my earlobe and I shiver. 

"Yeah, I think." I give him a worried look though to let him know that this is insane and he needs to watch it when it comes to making me pass out by the presence of more people. Doesn't he know I'm not used to this?

"Don't worry, I'll be with you the entire time." His words send a shiver down my back and we follow the rest of the boys out into the still warm air.