closer // harry styles

Chapter 39

Chapter 39
"You're on in five!" The stage manager said to the boys. We were all backstage, waiting for them to go on. We could hear many of the girls screams from inside their dressing rooms, where we were.
"Guys, let's do one more show, okay?" Paul was saying.
"Until when?" I asked.
"Tomorrow." Louis laughed.
"Well, you guys need to do well tonight... and Ariana?" Paul asked.
"Yeah?" I asked.
"Is it okay if we bring you out onstage?"
"What? No way!" I said, staring wide-eyed at him.
"Why not? It'll be fun!" Niall said.
"No it won't! Have of the crowd hates me, only a quarter likes me, and a quarter doesn't even know Hariana is back together." I explained.
"Is it?" Harry smiled, and I looked away, trying to avoid the question.
"For the press it is." Uncle Paul said, stepping in. "Fine, we won't bring you out." He assured me.
"Thank you." I breathed.
"Let's go!" Someone from management yelled, causing everyone to quickly shuffle out of the dressing room, and onto the stage. Everyone in the crowd screamed even louder, causing me to want to pass out. About halfway through the concert, Harry started talking in between songs.
"Alright." He said, in his adorable British accent. "Sooo." He smiled, causing all of the girls to scream. "Who knows my girlfriend, Ariana?" He asked, causing the crowd to scream and my jaw to drop. I just stared at him from backstage, even though he was looking at the crowd. I could've burned holes in his shirt, I was staring at him so hard.
"Well, she's here." Harry went on, causing the girls to scream even louder. "And now scream as loud as you can if you want her to come on out!" Harry said, and the crowd went wild. What?
"Fuck you Harry." I heard Paul whisper. "But you have to go, they're all expecting you now." Paul said, and pushed me closer to the stage. "Go!" Paul said.
"Fuck you, Harry." I muttered, and slowly walked out onto the stage. The crowd was so dark, except for the flashing lights and cameras and glow sticks being waved. The crowd went crazy, and I put on a huge smile, that I didn't even know if it was real or not.
"Whoo!" Niall screamed, causing the boys to laugh. I walked over to Harry, who gladly slipped his arm around my waist, and kissed my temple, once again giving me chills. Everyone kept screaming, except this one girl in the front row. She just glared at me, and wouldn't stop. I tried to ignore her but it was hard.
"You okay?" Harry asked, moving his hand to my butt.
"Watch it, Styles." I said, moving his hand back up. He blushed, and looked away. When it was time to leave, I walked up to the end of the stage, and touched some girls' hands, acting like I was famous. I was about to leave, when I saw the girl who would just stare at me. I turned around, and was going to walk off stage when I was roughly yanked into the crowd. That last thing I saw was Harry rushing over to me, followed by the boys and some management, and I closed my eyes.