One Direction One Shots :)

Stereo Hearts

*Inspired by Stereo Hearts by Gym Class Heroes ft. Adam Levine*

The concert was going great. The boys had just Finished Stand Up, and were getting ready to do their medley of songs i was seated in the front row, in between Danielle and Eleanor, who were staring up at their boyfriends.

I found it sort of awkward , almost aleays being with them. They were the '1D girlfiends' and I was just Misy, the bestfiend of Zayn Malik.

Yeah. 'Best friend'. I hated that title.

But the boys were ready.

Zayn looked over to me, like he always did, and I flashed him a huge smile and thumbs up, like I always did.

But what it took me a few seconds extra to realize the expression on his face. He was nervous. Zayn barely ever got nervous, especially not on stage.

I also saw when he winked at me in reply, he put on an extremely fake smile. Everyone else in the crowd might've thought he was just really excited, but I had known Zayn since kindergarten. I knew his real smile from his fake one.

They started with I Got A Feeling, the song Zayn was supposed to sing. However, it was Niall who got up and began.

I stared up at the guys on stage, a look of confusion on my face, none of them seemed to see me. The crowd was cheering just the same. They didn't really care who sang what, just that they were there to see them sing was enough. I looked at Danielle and Eleanor. They were terrible at hiding things. Eleanor had her lips pressed together, a smile threatening to break, and her eyes showing it. Danielle, on the other hand, kept playing with her hair and clothes. Both of them were clearly avoiding looking at me.

Paul came up to me as Niall was about to finish. No, Paul, I'm not going anywhere. This is my favourite song ever. Plus, I want to know what's going on.

"Misy, Zayn wants you on stage."

My eyes widened. "Wh-what? Why? No! I'm not going up there!" I began laughing, thinking it was probably just a joke.

"Yes, you are. Right about now." He took me by the arm, not roughly, but with a bit of pressure. Zayn started singing Stereo Hearts, and came to the edge of the stage to help me up.

My heart's a stereo,

It beats for you, so listen close,

Hear my thoughts in every no-o-ote,

He looked right into my eyes as he sang. I just stood, frozen. Not completely understanding what was going on.

Make me your radio,

And turn me up when you get low,

This melody was meant for you,

To sing along to my stereo.

When he finished, the other boys started singing their respective parts. Zayn held his mike down and sighed. He then pulled me to the corner of the stage, behind the drums.

"What just happened? Why did you..." I said, my face still full of confusion.

"I like you Misy. As more than a friend. I was hoping you liked me too."

My eyes popped even wider than they already were, which I didn't think was possible.

"I-I like you too. As- as more than a friend."

"Really? That's amazing." He smiled, and this time I could tell it was genuine. I smiled back.

"But why Stereo Hearts? Why not One Thing or something?"

"Cause I know it's your favourite," he winked. "Now get back to your seat, and we'll talk after the show, kay, babe?"

I nodded and he gave me a kiss on the cheek, and Paul helped me to get back to my seat from backstage.

"You guys knew he was going to do that, didn't you?" I asked Danielle and Eleanor when I got back.

"Babe, everyone knew except you," Eleanor smiled.

I was dying inside. For once, I couldn't wait for the concert to finish.