Accidentally in Love // z.m

Thirteen

(a/n: This is the longest chapter I've ever written. I put a lot of effort into this one and it gets really intense so enjoy and let me know what you think :)) 

"You know you guys always skip the best songs at concerts." I thought aloud.

"What! No we don't!" Harry exclaimed from nearby. We were setting up for another show. Well they were, I was sitting on the floor in the middle of the stage as they moved around me sorting things out.

"Yes. For example last tour, you didn't play Irresistible or Nobody Compares and they are like the number 1 songs."

"You didn't even go to the last tour. Why do you care?"

"Hey the last concert was during exam period OK did you want me to fail for a show that wasn't even playing my favourite tracks from the album?"

"Ye-"

"DIDN'T THINKS SO." I yelled over him and giggled on the floor. 

"Just listen to them on your iPod and picture us performing!" Zayn added as he adjusted his ear piece.

"Trust me, I have, It's not the same." I sighed lying down on the stage and then realising that probably wasn't a smart idea now that my hair will get dirty. Zayn came over and stood above me, looking down and smiling.

"Hey Harry, shall we give Saz an exclusive performance of Nobody Compares?" He called, though still looking down at me with a twinkle in his eye. I couldn't help but grin at him when he suggested it. I quickly sat upright to see Harry's reaction. The other boys were back stage so it was just us three and a few random's setting up the equipment. "Please Harry, pleeeeease, this is a once in a lifetime opportunity I need to experience this song live plz!" I begged crawling across the stage and further dirtying myself. I reached him and hugged his leg. 

"Get off me you weirdo!" He shook his leg but I held on.

"Not unless you perform!" 

"Alright, alright!" He exclaimed whilst laughing. I let go, looking up at him with excitement but he only laughed and walked off stage. 

"No what the hell come back!" I called but was too lazy to stand up and chase him. Two seconds later Harry returned, followed by the rest of the band. 

"Sahara, get off stage we need to warm up." Louis ordered and I stood up with a huff, wiping my dusty ass as I slumped off stage and sat in the front row of seats next to India who was on her phone. I tried to make conversation with her as they began doing warm ups but she was giving me short replies. Whatevs, I don't need her to look cool. I pulled out my own phone and found I had received a text from my cousin Jasmine. She was my age and the only family I had in London. She moved here a year before I did for university, studying Journalism but she lives in the uni halls. She was finally on mid term break and was going to be staying with me when we returned from the tour.

Saz, what time are you guys arriving again? I'll pick you up from the airport. xx

Originally I was just going to get Paul to organise me a lift home but this could be a cute little road trip so I texted her the details. Then I heard the familiar strum of a guitar.

"You're so pretty when you cry, when you cry." I looked up immediately and found Niall strumming away and singing. "Wasn't ready, to hear you, say good bye, now you're tearing me apart, tearing me apart. You're tearing me apaaart." I couldn't help but laugh in excitement, they were performing the song, for me! Zayn began walking towards me as he sang his part. 

"You're so London, your own style, your own style. And together, we're so good, so girl why are you tearin' me apart, tearin me apart? you're tearing me apaaart." He sang so smoothly with a smile on his lips the entire time and his eyes constantly on mine. Then Harry's verse kicked in and I jumped up and sang along, running back onto the stage.