Irwin || Luke Hemmings

Chapter 3

Lauren's POV

My heart was beating out of my chest, that crowd was huge. It was an unpleasant feeling and one I never want to feel again. Harry comes up to me immediately, myself wanting to run away from everyone so they don't see me shake.

Harry hands me a slip of paper with a phone number on it. "I'll talk to you after the show, I've got to get ready." He runs off and I'm left staring at the sheet that I hide before someone takes it.

My mum rushes up to hug me. "Honey, are you okay? You look like you've seen a ghost."

"Oh gosh, no. I feel perfect fine." I tell my mum and she hugs me tighter. My little brother standing there awkwardly.

The wings backstage were pitch black, you could still see everyone but not very clearly and not very well. One Direction were getting set up for going on stage and I was standing, putting Harry's number in my phone.

"Hey." An Australian voice startles me. I turn to face him and I see the eyes of Luke.

"Hi." I smile, sliding my phone into my jeans pocket and tucking a bit of my hair behind my ear.

"I just wanted to say it takes a lot of guts to get on that stage. Maybe next time we'll get you singing." He does that charming smile to win me over but I don't reply yet. "That's if Ashton lets me sing with you."

"Um... No, Luke. I'm not confident at all and the only reason I was on that stage was because Ashton wanted revenge."

"For what?" He laughs obviously finding this quite funny.

"Talking to Harry Styles." I whisper to myself hoping he won't hear, but of course he does.

"Yeah, of course he'd go for someone like you." Luke awkwardly looks away, over to Harry who's now about to go on stage. "I mean... Uh- yeah, I don't know what I mean."

I giggle at him to let him loosen up a bit.

"Maybe I was a bit harsh on you earlier."

"I thought you were too." He grins foolishly. "I'm not cocky."

I'm so glad Ashton is busy talking to Hayley right now, I'm finally talking to a boy without Ashton over my shoulder.

"Still cocky." I hum and back away. "And maybe I'll take you up on that singing offer, but no crowd."

I turn and walk away leaving him on a high note, litterally. I sang it pretty high back to him. And I walk over to my little brother giving him a small hug.

"What's up with you?" He asks.

"Nothing. Does there have to be something wrong with me to get a hug?"

He giggles and I squeeze him tighter. I know he can be annoying, but I love him.

One Direction are pushed on stage and the show finally begins, me standing right by the side of the stage. Trying not to die.

***

"You guys were amazing!" I run up and scream to the five boys who have just came off stage.

"Thanks, love." Louis says to me. He smiles and walks off, probably to his dressing room. Zayn runs off into Perrie's arms and Niall walks over to a girl and gets greeted with a kiss. That's weird I never knew Niall had a girlfriend... Liam and Harry stand awkwardly looking at me. Liam in a white top and skinny jeans and Harry still in his checked shirt.

"Well... I'll leave you two." Liam sighs giving Harry a look only boys give. I never understand that look, never.

"Well I'd love to see you after the tour." Harry says to me, showing his dimples off.