Last To Know

Part 2

        All through the concert (which was freaking awesome!) Nathan kept looking in your direction. Whenever he would, your heart would skip a beat. You tell Alex and she said maybe he saw someone he knew behind us, but you doubt that. Mainly 'cos you wanted your thought to be true.

    You guys were in line to get autographs and your picture taken with each of the boys. Alex went before you and almost died when Jay hugged her. You couldn't help but laugh. Then it was your turn. First Max, then, Siva, Tom, Jay, and lastly Nathan. When you went to get his autograph, he kept staring at you. Right into your eyes. Plus, he kept smiling at you.

     He wrote some extra things and stood to take a picture with you.He put his arm around you and when the picture is taken, he hugs you. You blush.

   Walking to the car, you ask if you and Alex can go to the gift shop. Her mother says yes, but to hurry. Inside the shop, you get another necklace, another shirt, a hat, and a hoodie, all with TW on it. Alex got the same.

 In the car going home you and Alex look at what The Wanted members signed. Most of them just said 'Love you' then their signature, but on your autograph where Nathan signed, it said 'Thank you so much for coming! Hope to see you again sometime. I won't forget you!'.

    You started freaking out. "Look what Nathan signed!!" You yell to  Alex. When she sees it she takes the autograph and looks at it herself. She flips it over and her jaw drops, not able to believe what she saw. Because when she turned it over, there on the back was a number.

    Maybe it's just a joke, you think. Why would Nathan Sykes, famous celebrity in the best boyband ever, give you his number? You're pretty doubtful, so when you get home you decide to call the number and find out who pulled this prank on you.

   "Hello?" A voice answered. It sounded like Nathan's, you realize. You shake off that thought. He only said one word, you say in your head.

  "Hey. Who's number is this?" You ask, not really sure what to  say.

   "Nathan's."

   '"Nathan what?"

  "Sykes"

 You almost drop the phone.

  "Really? Is this some kind of joke?" You ask.

   "No?" He says unsurely. "How'd you get my number?"

   "I was at your concert tonight and you wrote your number on the back of my autograph." You say.

   "Oh! You're Y/N! I'm so sorry I didn't recognize your beautiful voice!" He compliments you. You start to wonder if you fell asleep in Alex's car and this is just a dream.

  "It's ok. Thanks" You say, smiling even though he can't see you.

  "Listen, I have to get to bed. We perform tomorrow night, too. I'll call you later, okay? Promise." He says. Is he just playing with you? Does he really already have a crush on you? If so, why me? You think.

   "You don't have t-" You start to say but he cuts you off.

 "I want to." He says.

   "Ok." You say, still smiling. "Bye, Nath." You say, still unsure about what to say.

  "Bye, Y/N. Talk to you later." He says.

   You both hang up at the same time and you sit there on your bed, shocked. You can't move, let alone stand up. He actually likes you. You've been dreaming about Nathan loving you since you first heard The Wanted sing. He was always your favorite. Always. Even though you like the other a lot, too.

   Eventually you find the strength to change into your pajamas and go to bed. That night you dream about Nath. You're in a beautiful garden, filled with roses, daisies, lilies, lavenders, poinsettias, any other flower you could think of. You walk along a stone path and find yourself at a fountain. The fountain looked a little like cupid and there was a bench in front of it.

    Sitting on the bench, you realize, is a man. As you approach he starts to turn around. It's Nathan.

  You sit down beside him and he smiles at you. He takes your hands and is about to kiss you when there is a noise behind you. The noise is almost like a growl. An evil and angry growl. Chills run down your spine and the hair on the back of your neck stand up.

   You and Nathan look at each other, wide-eyed. Then, slowly, both of you turn to look at what is behind you. When you see what it is, you let out a scream. Atleast an attempt to. Nothing comes out. You suddenly figure out that you can't talk, or scream. And now you can't move either.