Cristina was sitting on the couch in the boys room, back stage. “Harry, can I see the show from the audience side tonight,” she asked, looking at him.
Harry sighed, and shrugged. He was worried that his fans would recognize her and probably assault her in a way. “Alright,” he said, smiling. He kissed her cheek, and walked her out to the auditorium. “Stay here, and when we’re done please go straight backstage okay,” he said. He planted a kiss on her lips. “I’ll wait at the door for you so you can get in. Love you,” he said, letting go of her hand, and looking back at her.
Cristina smiled back at him, “Love you too, sweetums.”
She stood in the same spot where Harry had left her, waiting for the fans to come in. Soon enough, the concert started. She waited patiently for Big Time Rush to finish their performance. Then One Direction came on. She started cheering for them, singing to their songs. Cristina realized that this was the first time she was actually watching them perform from a fans view. They looked fantastic on stage. Harry was being his silly self, jumping around, twirling, having those intimate moments with his band mates. Cristina laughed at them. They were so phenomenal.
The boys started singing ‘What Makes You Beautiful’. When they reached to Harry’s solo he was looking out at the audience and pointed right at Cristina singing, “You don’t know you’re beautiful.” He then broke the stare and then jumped around, singing the rest of the song with the boys. They waved good bye to the audience and walked off stage.
Cristina went straight towards the stairs, and saw Harry standing at the bottom of the stairs with a security guard covering him. He grabbed her hand and led her up the stairs.
“Harry, that was fantastic! Brilliant!” she shouted.
Harry laughed, looking at her. “I’m glad you liked it.” He laced his hands with hers and walked back to the boys room. “Did you like that I pointed at you,” he asked, looking at her.
She nodded. “I loved it. Very special moment.” she said, looking up at him, with a cheeky grin on her face.
He smashed his lips on hers, kissing her gently.
They walked into the room and sat at the table with the boys.
“We should invite a couple of girls back here with us,” Zayn proposed.
“That sounds brilliant,” Louis said. “Paul,” he yelled, walking out the room. He flipped his hair to the side, walking quickly, his butt shaking back and forth.
The boys laughed. “That bum.” Harry said.
Cristina laughed, looking at him. She grabbed his hand, showing it off to the boys. “I bet he can cover one butt cheek.” she said, trying not to laugh.
Harry rolled his eyes, smirking. “Bet I can.” he leaned forward, and placed a gentle kiss on Cristina’s lips. She kissed him back, smiling.
“Alright, got some!” Louis yelled, walking back in with a couple of girls. They were both squealing.
“Hi, I’m Liam.” Liam said, standing up from his chair.
“Oh we know. And you’re Niall and Harry and Zayn. And…” she said stopping at Cristina. “Hey I know you! Everyone keeps talking about you on Tumblr. Is it true you’ve slept with 5 guys already?” she asked rudely, trying to prove that she was better than her.
“Uhm, no. Where did that come from,” Cristina asked confused.
“Hey, so you guys want anything signed,” Harry said, trying to change the subject.
“Sure,” they said.
“Harry, I’ll just be out with Paul. You enjoy your time with the girls.” she said. She stood up and walked out of the room.
“Slut,” she heard being yelled as she walked out the room.
“Take that back,” Harry said, raising his voice. “We invited you back here to meet us. Not to insult our friend.”
Cristina walked quickly through the hall, looking for Paul. She started tearing up. As soon as she saw him, she ran to him.
“Hey, Cristi- ooph.” Cristina ran into him, hugging him tightly.
“Cristine, what’s wrong,” he asked, looking at her. Paul towered over Cristina. Paul was two of Cristina on top of each other.
“Don’t tell Harry. Please.” she mumbled.
“Shh,” he said, rubbing her back, holding her tight. “I won’t.”
Cristina stayed in Paul’s arms for a few minutes till she put herself back together.
“Thank you, Paul. You always know what to do.” she said, sniffling.
“Just doing my job.” he said with a smile.
“I love you, Paul. You’re the best.” she said. She turned around, walking to her room.
“Love you too, sweetheart.” he said. During the weeks of Cristina spending time with the boys, she had gotten close to Paul. He had become like a second dad to her since her real dad lived in Florida and they rarely didn’t talk. She was independent, willing to take risks. And he was conservative, comfortable with the lifestyle he was living. A lifestyles that Cristina didn’t want to live so she moved up north with her mom. Although, living with her mom wasn’t the best, she still felt she could do stuff that she wasn’t allowed to do with her dad.
Cristina walked into her room, and laid down on the bed that was set out in case she wanted to take a nap. She closed her eyes, and instantly fell asleep.
She awoke to feel something warm touching her cheek. She opened her eyes, and saw Harry sitting beside her.
“Harry,” she whispered, looking at him.
“You okay,” he asked, running his hand gently down her cheek.
She nodded, placing her hand on his. “I’m okay,” she whispered.
“I’m sorry about what happened back there.” he said.
“It’s nothing, Harry. Just haters.” she said, forcing a smile.
“Cris, you’re not a very good liar.” he said, leaning closer to her, whispering.
Cristina sighed, rolling her eyes. “Harry, I’m fine. Really I am. I know they are just mad. They’re very territorial. I just wasn’t expecting that.”
Harry nodded, leaning his forehead against hers. “Well, now you know a little why I don’t want you near a computer.”
She nodded, looking at him. “I didn’t think people could be so mean. I thought Karly was mean but that girl didn’t even know me and she accused me of sleeping with 5 guys. How did she even get that information?” she asked.
Harry shrugged. “It doesn’t matter. I know you didn’t sleep with five guys and that’s all the matters. Our relationship isn’t between us two and the fans. It’s between you and I and it’s going to remain that way.”
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Put Your Heart On Your Sleeve
Hayran KurguCristina had spent her life relying on herself to do things. Whether it had something to do with the arts or living at her Uncle's house. She never felt important or needed in people's life. She wasn't confident in herself but she was satisfied with...