Chapter 17
Koe led me to the backstage and I thanked him, in which he returned a nod. I gulped and prayed that Niall didn't see the tweet. I am in a quiet place here in the back stage and no one is here at the moment. I decided to turn on my phone and went to Twitter, searching for Niall's username. When it popped out already, I tapped on it and he tweeted back.
My heart beat quickened and the tweet read:
"@NiallOfficial: @AllisonDavis aha ! maybe , maybe not !"
And the tweet is just a minute ago.
A lot of footsteps suddenly filled up the quiet room and I gasped, running into the janitor's closet and closed the door quickly.
"Did you hear that?" A masculine voice was heard and I finally realized that it's Zayn.
"Hear what?" Louis asked. I don't really know why but I like Louis' voice, it's kinda different.
"The. . . I dunno, what do you call this? 'Huh!'" Zayn imitated and I almost laughed.
"It's called gasp, dumbass." Liam said and some of them chuckled. The janitor's closet has a small hole, so it's not actually very dark in here. I peeped on the hole, seeing their legs and groaned in my head for they are so tall. I counted their legs and it's only four pairs. I only heard Zayn's, Louis' and Liam's voice.. who's the fourth one?
"Allison tweeted me earlier!" Niall's deep voice surprised me.
"Really? What did it say?" Liam asked and I guess that Niall showed them his phone.
"Aye our lil Niall has a crushie on someone!" Louis coo'd and I bit my lip, having goosebumps.
"No, I don't!" Niall whined and they continued to tease him. Does Niall like me? He likes me?
No. Don't assume, Allison. Maybe they were just teasing because they have nothing to do.
"What's taking Harry so long? Let's just go, lads." Zayn said and they muttered something.
"He can catch up.. Let's go." Liam said and a lot of footsteps are heard again.
When silence filled up the hallway again, I exited the janitor's closet and let out a sigh of relief. I turned and screamed in shock.
"Ouch, that hurts alot." Harry said with tight closed eyes. I am still shook up that Harry is just right in front of me.
"Why were you in the janitor's closet? You making out with someone?" Harry asked and I furrowed my brows, becoming offended.
"Excuse me? I know that you know that I have no boyfriend." I said, crossing my arms in front of me.
"Yes, I do know. I was just asking, jeez." Harry had his hands up in a sign of surrender.
"Then if you know, why did you add that question?" I asked with my my brows up.
"Nothing, I just wanted to ask more?" He said.. more likely said in a form of a question.
"Ugh, you are so annoying." I hissed, why does he assume a lot? I turned my back on him and walked fast, trying to get out of this room already.
"Al, wait!" He called and when I turned, my lips touched his. I stood wide eyed and he has his eyes closed, enjoying the moment.
But, Allison! You're kissing him, and he's kissing you! Do something, you idiot!
The problem is that I could not move. . . I could not move, it's like I'm frozen or my feet are glued on the floor. I'm too scared to move.
He finally backed away and he stared at me. My mouth is parted slightly, still in shock. This day is full of shock moments, and it's weird.
"Allison? Are you okay?" Harry asked and I can finally move, like his words are the only thing that could bring me back to life.
"I-I. . . I gotta go." I stuttered and ran, Harry calling my name.
I just want to be out of this building, I just want to breathe, lay down on my bed and think about what just happened.
Author's Note:
NYAHAHHAHAHA THIS IS A FILLER AND IM SORRY FOR THE LONG UPDATE ILY GIMME A HUG
BUT PLEASE BE PATIENT AND ALL.. IM THINKING ABOUT PUTTING THIS BOOK ON HOLD FOR AWHILE :C
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