Personal Soldier (Nathan Sykes)

ALL CREDIT GOES TO INSPIRED BY NATHAN ON TWFANFICTION.COM

I find myself staring out at 8,000 people in this sold-out crowd, singing along to the words of our songs, dancing to every song, no matter how close or how far back they are in this auditorium. Each and every one of our fans, here tonight are beautiful people. I look over to Max after finishing up 'Lie to Me', heading over to my keyboard after a quick drink from my water bottle. My black shirt is completely drenched. It's a hot night tonight in Vegas. 

"Next, this is actually a song that Nath and I wrote together." Jay starts his speech, pointing over at me from his spot at the center of the stage. He continues his speech, and I look out to the front row at this girl that has caught my eye from the first song. She is fit, and I have been checking her out. She is this thin girl, with brown wavy hair. What caught my attention though, was not just her looks. Every single song, this girl has had tears running down her face. It is always amazing seeing how much our music can impact some people, it truly means so much. 

I look down at my keyboard, and look back over to this girl. As Jay finishes his speech and we are about to start the song, I leave my keyboard, running over to Jay. All of lads stare at me curiously as I tap on Jay's shoulder. 

"Uh, what's going on Nath?" Jay asks me, looking out at the crowd, mic in his hand. 

"There's this girl, Jay. She's out there in the first row." I say, pointing over to the girl as all our fans giggle amongst themselves, snapping pictures of me and Jay. 

"Yeah, mate?" Jay raises his eyebrows, and I look back toward this girl. A tall brown-haired guy comes up next to her and wraps his arm around her waist tightly, beer in his hand. Jay laughs and looks at me. 

"Let's bring her up on stage, ey?" I ask, and Max is peering over my shoulder. 

"I don't see why not." Max shrugs, and the lads nod in agreement. Turns out, they were all tuned in to the entire conversation. 

I run back over to my keyboard, and Jay once again starts out the song. I look down at my keyboard and start to play. 

'This is not gonna last forever. It's a time where you must hold on...' Jay starts, and my attention is on this girl. I watch as this clearly half-drunk man next to her looks down at her, gripping her waist even tighter. She looks at him, wiggling free from her grips, leaning on the black barrier in front of her. Once again, the tears are streaming down her face. After Jay's part, Max points at me, giving me a cue. 

"Wait a second, wait a second." I call out, and the band stops, the fans all screaming once I open my mouth to speak. 

"I think it's time to bring one of you lovely people up here on stage ey?" I ask, taking my mic with me as I leave my spot at the keyboard once again. The crowd goes wild, and nearly the first ten rows are girls sticking out there hands, or waving their arms back and forth from their row. 

"I think that is a great idea, Nath." Tom explains, and he and the boys scan the crowd. After scanning the crowd, the boys join me as we walk over to where this girl is standing in front of me. 

"How about you, is this a good pick mates?" I ask, looking straight into this girl's blue eyes, sticking my hand out to her. Her face flushes red and she seems shocked, looking up at me, not knowing whether or not to take my hand. The girls next to each other are screaming and jumping up and down, snapping pictures. That boy whispers something in her ear and grips her waist again, looking up at me with this smirk on his face. 

"Come on, love." Max tells her. She once again wiggles free from this boy that she's with, placing her warm hand in mine. I pull her up onto the stage, with the help of a large security man in a black shirt. Once she's up on the stage, I watch as the boy takes another sip of his beer, a clenched fist in his other hand.