I Want To Be Your Reason To Be (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Chapter 5: Finding My Voice

~Nicole~

I take a small sip of warm tea, making myself comfortable in the big hoodie that I stole from Harry. I smile, watching everyone act like idiots, and put my tea down on the table, and right in time, too. Bam!

"Oh my God I'm so sorry, Nicole!" Louis yells and retrieves the basketball that just hit me, and continues tossing the ball around with Harry, Niall, Liam, Jess, and Sydney backstage. I roll my eyes and smile at them as I pick up my phone. It's been a lot easier to smile since we've been on tour with the band. I'm proud to say that since the day when my mum sent me the upsetting text message about 5 days ago, I haven't cut myself and have been controlling what I eat so I don't throw up with every meal. I'm sure going to miss feeling this happy when the tour ends.

I see Rose and Zayn goofing around on the couch opposite from where I'm sitting. Hmmm. They seem to have gotten really close lately. I wonder if there could be something going on there? Being my nosy self, I'll have to find out.

"Boys, you're on in 5!" a stage assistant calls.

Rose and I wish them good luck and Sydney and Jess keep on throwing the ball around.

I decide to check my twitter, which I haven't been on in ages, and see that I have a mention from Harry from a few days ago:

Its so great to have my girls @nicrox375 and @xitsjustjessx on tour with us!Xx :)

I favorite and retweet it and look at my followers. What the hell?! I used to have about 80 and now I have almost 500!

I also look at my mentions from people I don't follow and see a lot of tweets saying stuff like:

Omg ur so lucky or Wow that's so cool!

But there's also a lot of hate tweets that I try to find comical such as:

Stop stealing Harry you whore! and Don't you dare take away my man!

I give a little laugh and close twitter. I decide to take a quick powder room break, to check my makeup and such. When I get back the concert is starting and the other girls want to watch it from the audience tonight so I run to catch up with them. We make it to the seats that are always reserved for us in the front row just in time for the second song.

During the concert I noticed that Niall kept on looking at me and smiling. Also, during the first lines of What Makes You Beautiful, Liam was looking at me as if he was singing directly to me. Could what Rose told me the first night we came here be true? No, definitely not. They were international heartthrobs. They could have pretty much any girl they wanted so why me? And besides, the two of them were best friends. It would go against the 'guy code' or whatever the heck it was called for both of them to like me.

I push this whole conversation that I'm having with myself to the back of my head and just try to enjoy the rest if the concert. They really performed great tonight!

We rush backstage and we all go into Zayn's dressing room with the boys and their musicians to wait for the arena to clear up before we leave.

I congratulate everyone and Louis starts a conversation about frogs that quickly gets perverted (don't ask), so I tune out and put my headphones in.

Brokenhearted by Karmin comes on and I start singing along, forgetting where I am and getting really into the song. When it finishes, Lights by Ellie Goulding starts playing and I am halfway through the chorus when I look up and see everyone in the room staring at me, jaws dropped.

"What?" I ask, a bit embarrassed. "I know I'm not a professional like these guys," gesturing to the boys, " but I'm not that horrid am I?"

Everyone shakes their heads furiously and their guitar player, I believe his name is Dan, finally manages to speak up, "Where did you learn to sing like that? Your absolutely brilliant!"