LEXIE'S POV
There were no butterflies. They were worse, my stomach was in huge nots and I could throw up at any moment. I'm sitting in our dressing room and my leg is shaking profusely.
"Are ya' alright?" I hear Niall chuckle a little bit as he walks over to me from the doorway. I'm the only one in here, the other girls went to discover the arena.
"Yea, just nervous." I smile nervously.
"It'll be alright. Come here." He grabs my hand and guides me to the couch and I sit in front of him. "The first show is always the scariest. But once you get out there, the crowd cheering and screamin' your name, the nerves will disappear." I nod. "Alright?"
"Alright." I smile a genuine smile.
"Come here." He leans in and looks at my lips and back to my eyes. I give him a slight nod giving him permission. We both lean in and our lips meet. Our lips move in sync, his tongue grazes my bottom lip and I open my mouth slightly more giving him permission. His tongue slides across mine as our make out session became a little more heated. Not going to lie I love the way his tongue feels on mine.
"Whoa!" Someone yells and we quickly end our kissing.
"My eyes!" I look to the doorway and Harry and Louis are standing there. While Harry with a dumbfounded expression on his face, Louis had his hands covering his eyes and instantly the heat rises to my cheeks making me blush. I look over at Niall and he is blushing also.
"Umm sorry...we ugh. We were told to come get Lexie and tell her that she needs to head backstage and get miced, it's almost time for the show." Harry nervously smiled and turned around and left with a light red stained on his cheeks and Louis following not far behind him.
"Well, that was...awkward." I laugh little and so does Niall. "I love you." I look right in Niall's eyes.
"I love you more than life itself." He leans in a kisses my nose. "Let's go." He stands up grabbing my hand and inter winding our fingers. Niall rubs his the pad of his thumb comfortingly on the back of my hand soothing my nerves. When we get back stage all eyes are on us and the they are giving smirks towards Niall and I. I blush slightly, Harry must have told them. I was miced up real quickly and we were getting to our spots. The lights went dark and screams were heard and they were hurting my ears, but somehow it was soothing.
"Tonight we have One Direction!" The screams became impossibly louder. "But first performing we have the winners of New Bands.....Forever3!" The screams reached a new high. We are doing a cover to Talk Dirty by Jason Derulo and Salute by Little Mix. The music plays and we we start singing. I'm up first.
"Ladies all across the world listen up we're looking for recruits if your with me let me see your hands and salute get your killer heels, sneakers, pumps, or lace up your boots representing all the women salute salute!" As I'm singing the crowd is singing the lyrics back to me. I hear people screaming my name, this is defiantly where I'm suppose to be. But there was something that caught me off guard. That feeling of someone's eyes on me that I felt the last performance of the show. I know that I have everyone's eyes on me but I feel just one pair that gives me an uneasy feeling. Before I know it our performance is over and we are exiting the stage.
"That was awesome!" Jay shouted.
"I know right." Katie said much more calmly.
"I still can't believe it." I see the boys walking towards us with smiles on there faces. I run towards Niall and jump in his arms and he hugs me while spinning us around.
"I'm so proud of you."
"I probably would have vomited if it was for you calming my nerves." I wink at him and he smiles at me.
"Boys! Positions please!" Some yelled for them.
"Now it's my turn." He pecks my lips and leaves me.
Authors note: not sure of I liked this chapter. I felt like it was good but also sorta bad. Idk. Keep reading please
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Finally- a Niall Horan fanfiction
ספרות חובביםLexie Taylor is a girl who was adopted as a child from an abusive family. She has problems at school but just as she's about to give up she meets someone who she can be herself around and can finally be free