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"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.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~| Nessa's p.o.v |
It was a total of ten minutes being on the bus before we heard murmurs of voices outside.
"You all hear that too right?" Brandon says looking up from his phone.
"Yes Brandon, we all hear it." Edwin replies
Brandon rolls his eyes. "I just wanted to make sure I wasn't tweaking."
"It's gotta be fans, you all wanna head out and say hi?" Edwin asks.
They all nod agreeing quickly springing to their feet.
I relax onto the couch, going on my phone deciding it would be better to stay in.
"Yo Nessa, what're you doing?" Nick asks confused.
I quirk my brow. "They're your fans, plus what if they don't know I'm on the bus with you? I don't want any drama."
"They're not like that though, they're cool, get up." Nick demands tugging at my arm lightly.
I sigh swallowing the nervous lump in my throat.
Walking outside I see a decent amount of fans spread around the area.
Looking over I see the boys quickly getting crowded. I stand there awkwardly not knowing what to do.
"Aye beanz!" Edwin shouts, gaining the attention of many.
"This is Nessa! She's staying on our tour bus since there's limited space! Please treat her with open arms!" He winks ending his speech.
My cheeks heat up feeling the attention of stares almost immediately.
I raise my hand slowly, smiling towards all the fans. "Uh hi."
Some laugh lightly probably noticing that I didn't know what to say.
The once silent area sparks with murmurs and squealing shortly after.
I feel a tap on my shoulder and look towards a group of girls.
"Hi, my names Abby!" She smiles at me.
I take note that they seemed to be around sixteen years old.
I smile back at her. "Hey, I'm Nessa nice to meet you."
Abby then proceeds to tell me the names of all the other girls with her.
"Anyways, we were wondering if we could get a photo with you?" She asks.
"Oh, yeah of course!" I tell her biting back a smile.
I continue to take pictures with them, allowing them to also choose the poses.
Once we're done they quickly thank me, giving me a hug 'goodbye' each.
Before they can leave I ask them for their twitters typing them onto my notes.
If only they knew I would give it to the boys for them.
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After we all finished, we pile onto the bus getting ready to head to the next stop— Vancouver.
I look at my schedule seeing that rehearsal was at nine thirty. I then look at the time to see it's now eight-forty.
"So what did you think of the beanz?"
I look up to see all the boys anticipating my answer.
"They're the sweetest." I boost.
They all do little celebratory cheers in their seats.
"Told you there's nothing to worry about." Nick says, giving me a small smile.
"You were right, which reminds me. It would mean the most to me and them if you followed these accounts." I beg slightly.
They all let out small laughs, shaking their heads.
"For you we will Nesquik." B smiles.
I beam brightly at the thought of how happy the girls would be, remembering how they talked about the boys with such love.
I catch Zion looking at me, an amused smile set on his face.
I look back at him. "What?" I mouth.
He shakes his head smiling. "Nothing." He mouths back.
I shrug my shoulders deciding not to push the answer out.
The rest of the night went smoothly filled with numerous conversations, I decide to call it a night around twelve.
I hug the boys goodnight realizing Zion's missing from the group, again.
Heading to my bunk, I see him sleeping in his. I smile at the sight.
"Night Zion." I tell him, even though I knew he was probably well asleep.
"Goodnight Nessa." He mumbles.
I slowly feel myself drift off to sleep, ready for the next day.
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~~I'd just like to say thanks for reading as always, anddd a happy 8 years to One Direction who'll always be my babies 💖
All the love x
- R 💛
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