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               The beats of the first song starts playing and I start jamming to it, you haven't got on the stage yet but all what I'm doing is enjoying the music.

I feel like my whole life depends on the moment you come on stage, but I guess not, I guess my whole life depends on the moment my eyes meet yours -if we ever did.

Suddenly, the five lads everybody knows pops on the stage and starts singing, everybody starts jamming and my eyes only search around for you.

You're jumping around in everywhere and I can't do anything but laugh at you, I'm standing in the middle of my cousin and all my closest friends, I'm so close to you yet so far away.

Suddenly the background music of that song starts playing, the song where it all began, but it didn't have the same words, it was half a heart instead.

You start moving around the stage and you stand right before my eyes since the second the concert began, I look in your eyes –even if you're not looking back at me, and get lost in them.

And right before your solo starts your eyes catch mine, for only a second or two but the world freezes in that second, and I feel all the mirrors around me are crashing on the ground to thousands and millions of pieces, it's like I'm free.

You don't break the gaze, and neither do I, I just stand there not even able to recollect my face features and smile, and you start singing just as if you're singing to me and only me.

Not trying to get you out of my head,

The truth is I got lost without you,

And since then I've been waking up to,

I stare at you and when you stop looking and snap your head in another direction, like you're being forced into it, I stop as well and just look toward my friends who all happen to be staring at me.

I wasn't dreaming, it did happen, you saw me and you sang for me and everybody saw it, I'm not mental, I'm not crazy.

Mental ➳ Niall HoranWhere stories live. Discover now