T w e n t y - S i x

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Recap

"You're weren't lying when you said you'd help my insta feed." He says looking through the pictures.

"All about the angles." I laugh as we head back to the front.
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| Nessa's p.o.v |

After taking the picture of Edwin, we all continued to talk and play games— but the conversation slowly died down and we did our own things.

It was around six thirty when the boys were called for sound check.

"You coming with?" Looking up I'm faced with Zion.

"Yeah I'll be out there shortly." I respond.

He nods leaving the tour bus while I grab my phone. I go out to see him waiting.

"Do you think you'll be ready to dance soon?" He asks walking beside me.

"Hopefully, I just want it to be perfect—close to it at least." I say kicking a rock on the ground.

Zion kicks it back. "I get you, you'll be fine."

We continue waking in silence, kicking the rock between one another until we reach the stage for sound check.

After moments of silence Zion speaks. "If you want I can help you?" I notice him scratching the back of his head.

"You dance?" I ask, confusion clearly shown.

"We all do."

I raise my brows. "I really have been sleeping on y'all."

He laughs. "You have, we're the best."

"Don't get cocky now." I tease.

Zion rolls his eyes. "I'll get cocky all I want."

I'm about to respond when I get interrupted by Nick speaking into the mic.

"Yo Zion! Hurry up man!"

"Coming!" He shouts back. He turns to look at me.

"You'll see why I'm cocky at seven thirty, sound check doesn't even do us justice." He winks playfully before jogging on stage.

I shake my head at him smiling towards the ground.

He was right—sound check didn't do them justice.

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Authors Note :

Hey guys. sorry for the short chapter :( I know I didn't write how Khalid's performance was, or the boys. But I will for the next show— so, whenever I decide to write when the second show happens, there'll be more detail.

Thank you for reading !
- R 💛

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