Picture This (Niall & Harry Love Story)

Chapter 2: Here's my Number, So Call me Maybe.

Chapter 2: Here's My Number, So Call me Maybe

"Hello everyone! The whole band is so glad you came to our concert today," Louis talked through his microphone to the crowd. How can he not be nervous? If that was me I would be sweating, trembling and stuttering! He must have got use to it after awhile.

"Finally it started!" I said sarcastically. Hundreds of fans screamed around me in excitement. I heard screams that said "I love you Zayn" or "Harry your so hot".

"There's someone in the crowd I like to dedicate the first song we'll sing, More Than This, you know who you are," I heard Niall say.

"I'm pretty sure he is talking about you," yelled Michelle through the screaming crowd. I couldn't help but let myself tingle at the thought of it. Snap out of it Vanessa, you don't like Niall! I brushed off the feeling and yawned listening to them sing. I noticed Niall was scanning the crowd looking for someone. Probably looking for me, I thought. When I caught his gaze he smiled and I couldn't help, but smile back.

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"Okay everyone since we all finished up our concert; who wants backstage tickets!" offered Harry grinning like an idiot. The screams started again; I covered my ears.

"I do!" screamed Michelle at the top of her lungs. I sighed and massaged my temples. I'm getting a major headache.

"Ok everyone I'll throw one backstage ticket, good enough to bring one friend, in the air and you'll catch it," he explained. Louis covered Harry's eyes and then Harry threw it at the crowd. Tons of girls jumped to grabbed it but they either missed it or are to far away.

"Vanessa grab it! Your the closest to it," hissed Michelle scratching my arm. I narrowed my eyes and put my hair in a ponytail. I jumped managing to step on some girl's foot and yanked another girl's hair.

"Hey watch it bitch," growled a voice behind me. I ignored her, continually making my way to the stage. If I don't get the ticket my life will be over and Michelle will be my murderer.

I saw the ticket slowly falling and I lunged for it. Got it. I couldn't help but smile and laugh in satisfaction that I got something no one else might ever get.

"I got it," I laughed bounding my way to Michelle. I heard voices whisper behind me saying "Lucky bitch". Michelle gave me a hug because I made her dream-come-true.

"Come on let's go," she finally let go of hugging me. She kept making sure she looked good; fixing her hair and applying makeup. I rolled my eyes.

"Well if it ain't the lovely ladies from before," Louis remarked. I saw Niall's face brighten. Was it because of me?

"Congratulations love," Louis scooped me in a hug. I could barely breathe so I just patted him on the back.

"Thank you," I replied a bit embarrassed. There was an awkward silence after that. So much for the backstage tickets.

"Well we have to go now, right guys?" Zayn broke the silence. The rest of the guys silently agreed by getting up.

"Well bye guys," Michelle yawned getting up and stretching.

Niall came up to and whispered in my ear,"Call me". He slipped a piece of paper in my hands. I waved at the boys while they drove away. Leaving me there with Michelle watching them go.

Author's Note

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Hey guys! I hoped you enjoy reading this chapter and I love to hear what you think of my story so far! Don't be shy and comment your ideas, it'll actually help me! Thanks again for reading, bye! :)