The Recording Studio (A Harry Styles Love Story)

Cuddling Time

(Jenna's Point Of View)

It was the following night after Harry and I's first date. I had a great time and I am so glad we spent the night together. It was just simply amazing. It is Monday night and the girls and I are backstage waiting for our signal to head out on stage. Tonight is our first concert in Texas and our second concert on tour. The nerves were coming back and every time they come back, so does the dizziness. I don't know why its not going away, it just isn't and that worries me. My turtle necklace does help settle my nausea and nervousness but not the dizziness. It calms me but I am just scared I am going to pass out in front of everyone. About three thousand people. That is a lot of people and that does not include the crew, band, Justin, Summer, Fabio, Allison, Paul, Eleanor, Dani, the girls, or the boys. So yeah, again. That is a lot of people.

"Jenna, your on." One of the crew managers announced and I sucked in a sharp breath. I walked out onto stage and started to do the routine. When I heard all the screams of the girls, I got even more nervous. Some of these girls love me, but most of them hate me. I have been receiving plenty of hate lately but no one knows. I don't want to worry anyone. It usually doesn't bother me but when I got back from Harry and I's date last night, I got a lot of hate. Some how the fans found out and they did not like it. It has gotten so bad that I am actually starting to receive death threats. Death threats! Yeah I know, many people get death threats from fans but I can't handle threats. The insults, yeah I can handle them perfectly. The threats. They scare me. I don't understand why they hate me. I mean I make Harry happy don't I? Isn't that what they should truly care about? I don't know but if I was a fan of someone and they got a girlfriend I would not go threatening them. I would be happy for them and let them enjoy their relationship. Shouldn't the directioners feel that way too? Don't get me wrong. Some do. But, some don't and the ones that don't, need to. I guess they just can't accept the fact that were happy and I guess I have to deal with the pain. I have to. The first song ended and the second one started right away, and of course I did my routine. I heard some laughter from the fans and I don't know why they were laughing. The butterflies in my stomach were getting worse when I realized they were laughing at me. The girls were even laughing. What did I do?

"Go hip master!" One fan screamed very loudly, and I heard it come from other fans as well. How did they know about that? This nickname, is really going to haunt me until I die. I just know it. I started to laugh a long with them while I shook my hips to the beat. I noticed Harry was smiling at me and laughing as well. I rolled my eyes and continued to dance. Knowing that everyone enjoyed my hip movement, made my nerves settle down and I didn't feel that dizzy. It was a great concert, that went by way too quickly. I didn't want to stop dancing. I was having too much fun but I can again soon. I walked backstage, out of breath from all of the dancing. I grabbed a water from a mini fridge that they had in our dressing room and I plopped down on to the couch. The other girls were changing into there normal outfits. I just sat on the couch, still in my costume, thinking about how fun I had tonight. My life was starting to turn out so much better than it was before. I don't get beaten by Tony anymore, Adam is completely out of my life, I have a new kitty, I have made so many new friends while keeping the old ones, I love to dance more than anything, I got to see Kiyana, I have the most amazing, sweet, cute, romantic boyfriend ever, and most of all I have a new family. The only flaws of this new and beautiful life is my dad kicked me out of the house, Amanda is trouble, the hate, threats, Tony threatened to return when he got arrested, and I can't see my family until a couple months or probably never again considering my dad kicked me out, but besides that life is good.

Julia walked out of the bathroom from changing, while she was tying up her hair. "Hey, aren't you going to change?" I shrugged.

"Too lazy." She just laughed at me and grabbed a water from the mini fridge before she plopped down next to me on the couch.