A/N; i cannot say how much i freaking adore my readers, so you'll have to do with rendering me speechless. (':
"Seriously, Allie. Where the fuck are we going?" Lucy spat in a montoned voice as she tripped over someone's shoe. She whirled around and shot a tall redhead a deadly glare.
"Chill, we'll be there in a second," I told her, following Preston across the rows. As we approached the backstage entrance, the security guard shot daggers toward me. I grinned back innocently and continued on backstage, the complaints of adoring Directioners becoming music to my ears.
"Allie. Allie. Allie. Shit, Allie, we're freaking backstage right now," Lucy whispered as attendants streaked past her, holding iPhones and clipboards, bluetooths strapped to their ears. A few girls were being led by a tall balding man in a suit; probably getting a backstage tour. "What did you do? It was the bathroom." Lucy's eyes were as wide as diamonds.
"Remember what I told you about freaking out," I whispered back.
"Alright, then. Here we are." Preston shot us a good-bye smile as he went over to check on security. We waved back, Lucy still a bit dazed but always playing the part.
"At least tell me what we're doing," Lucy mumbled as we started down the corridor towards the boys' dressing room.
"It's not obvious?" I asked her lightly. "We're going to visit One Direction."
Her reaction? Priceless.
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I'm at a payphone
Trying to call home
All of my change I spent on you.
Where have the times gone?
Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?
Music blasted out of the dressing room, and about every ten seconds, the room would erupt in boyish laughter. Lucy grinned at me excitedly.
"They're really in there, huh?" she whispered, grinning uncontrollably.
I nodded. "Yeah. Beware lipstick that litters the floor."
Lucy's eyes crinkled in confusion as I rapped my knuckles on the door three times.
Almost instantly, Liam's smiling face greeted me.
"Allie!" He ushered me and Lucy inside. "This is your friend, right?"
"Yeah, Lucy," I told him over the blaring tunes of Maroon 5.
"It's a pleasure, Lucy," Liam replied, kissing her hand. Lucy blushed uncontrollably.
"...Hi..." she said quickly. "It's a pleasure to meet you, Liam."
"And you, too." He grinned and she relaxed a bit.
"Allie!" Harry cried, spotting me. He grabbed my hands and danced wildly. I laughed and started dancing with them, too.
If happy-ever-after did exist,
I would still be holding you like this.
Niall watched me dance with a funny look on his face, as if he were remembering something. I shot him a smile, and his blue eyes sparkled. He smiled back, and, for a minute, it was like nothing had changed. Until Louis dashed in front of us, tearing Niall away and starting a conga-line.
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Fanfiction"It's been seven years, Niall. I thought...you'd forget about me." When Allie Hunter's mother died of cancer, her life was torn apart as her formerly close-knit family was uprooted from their homestead in Mullingar, Ireland and replanted in Venice B...
