Little Louder Now (Harry Styles/One direction fanfic)

Chapter 3: Drunk again.

Chapter 3: Drunk again

*Harry's POV*

We had made our way into the smallish venue through the back door.  The place could probably hold 500 people and it was packed.  The lads and I had never gotten to play somewhere so intimate where you really got to connect with your fans.  After X factor, it was just huge venues with thousands of screaming girls.  I was kinda jealous. 

Our management had set up a suprise meeting with the girls after their gig.  I was standing next to Liam at the far side of the stage waiting for the performance.  I looked out at LLN's fans and saw an even mix of girls and guys.  Again, jealousy because we rarely had male fans.  It'd be nice to hear that we weren't douches from other lads for once.  Maybe that could change while on tour with Little Louder Now.  The lights went down.  Hundreds of people went mental and the girls came on.

Before I came to the venue, I did some research on the girls.  There were the basics like how the little blond, Charlie, was the drummer.  Holland with her brown hair and eyes was the guitarist.  Raven haired Ollie was their bassist and lead vocalist.  My stomach had done flip flops when I researched Ollie.

I knew from my internet studies that she and her friends had formed LLN during secondary school, waiting to complete their studies before the went out to "make it big".  She liked the color pink but wasn't a girly girl, she liked fantasy/sci-fi films, Chinese take away, and mint chip ice cream.  Ollie was also said to have a lucky pair of Sambas she liked to wear on stage.  I guess it was true because I was now watching her strut around the stage in them.  She partied hard, swore frequently,  and was fiercly loyal and independent.  I obviously liked her.  I couldn't wait to get to know her.  Crap, I was practically fangirling over her.

I looked at the other lads.  Louis was bouncing up and down on the balls of his feet to the music while Zayn nodded along to the beat.  Liam was recording clips of the gig on his phone.  Niall was singing along to the vocals.  I guess he had spent some time learning their songs since we found out we'd be touring with them two days ago.  I couldn't help but notice him stare.  I followed his gaze to see it settle on the frenetic drumming of Charlie.  "Good for him" I thought to myself.  It had been a while since he'd had a crush.

I must have been thinking for a while because soon my ears perked up when I heard Ollie say "Sorry guys.  Last song time.  It's not one of ours but we know you'll love it."  Ollie goes over to the opposite side of the stage and grabs a bottle.  "Make sure you make the most of your night and 'feel a little love'."  She takes a swig of her beer and says "This song is called 'Drunk' by Ed Sheeran.  Cheers!"  She then holds up her bottle in a sort of mock toast to the crowd.  The music starts.  It's a little more poppy and punky than Ed plays it, but the song is unmistakable.  I'm entranced by Olivia's singing.

Suddenly I'm struck by an idea.  "Feel a little love" she said.  "Feel a little love" Sheeran's lyrics say.  Go big or go home, Harry.  Balls to the wall and do it before the song is over.  I'm going to make her notice me.

Before the lads even know what I'm doing, I stroll onto the stage.  I walk to where Holland's mic is and grab it.  Holland looks like she is gonna have a heart attack recognizing who I am and what I'm doing.  I see Charlie smiling wildly behind her drums.  I begin singing "Shoud I, Should I?  Maybe I'll get drunk again."  Ollie has stopped singing and is staring at me.  She seems to be smiling.  I continue to causually walk across the stage.  "And I'll be drunk again," I sing.  I grab a beer from the side of the stage and take a gulp.  "I'll be drunk again."  I can hear girls in the crowd going crazy.  "To feel a little love."

Ollie picks up singing the verse again.  She lets me take the choruses.  People are going nuts and I can also hear my boys cheering me on.  The song finishes and I polish off my beer.  I wish I was allowed to drink on stage at my concerts.  "Don't forget to come out and support us, erm, One Direction and Little Louder Now on our upcoming tour.  Thanks and G'night!"

I feel great as the girls and I get off stage.  That is, until I feel someone shove me.

"What the actual fuck was that?" Ollie shouts.