Oh my gosh, I cannot do this. I will end up passing out. This is the biggest audience I've ever performed for, and it includes him. I'm on in thirty minutes.
My name was announced, and the deafening screams for me got louder. I am officially freaking out.
I saw him... He's standing there. Calling my name, cheering me on. But it's not just him. It's all of them. Harry, Louis, Niall, Liam, and Paul. I have four songs left, and then two encores.
What did I just do?
I am so dumb. Insane, even.
I just shouted, "I have a HUGE surprise for you guys! Wanna know what it is?" The crowd roared. "I'd like to give a big welcome, to my friends, ONE DIRECTION!!" all hell just broke loose. Girls are crying their eyes out right now.
They sang a few songs, I feel like Zayn kept look at me in his solos... I didn't hate it. Okay.. To be honest, I loved every minute of it. Damn. I want him.
They're closing with 'Live While Were Young' there wasn't a surprise there. It was one of their biggest hits of all time. But, there were a few surprises during the song. When he was singing his solo, he got closer to me and kept staring into my eyes longingly. It was spectacular. But then, at the end of the song... All the boys came and picked me up, and brought me over to him... Center stage. Then right after he says 'and live while we're young' to close the song... He kissed me. It wasn't a regular kiss. It hushed the crowd of thousands of screams. It was a kiss you see in a Nicholas Sparks film. It was so passionate, he grabs the back of your neck and pushes himself into you.. It's like nothing I've ever felt before.
I dropped my Swarovski embellished microphone to the ground with a clang. Applause, cheering, screaming. I wish I could live this money for the rest of my life. But we eventually broke off, and I picked my microphone & whispered "I love you" with a quick kiss on the forehead. "I've loved you longer." he said with a wink.
Thousands of "awwwwwww's" flooded the room. All six of us quickly wrapped up the show and as we walk off, Zayn yells "so YES, we are officially a couple." we waved and kissed our audience goodbye, curtains went down and immediately Harry says "So when's the wedding?" he is so cheeky.
I told the boys to go to my bus and went to talk to Hannah. She was in shock. She was within ten feet of Niall freaking Horan. I finally got to change out of costume and into my white peacoat, black leggings, and neon pumps.
An amazing idea just came to me. We should let the boys wrap up the last twelve shows with us! So I asked Hannah and the rest of my management team and they said it sounds like a great idea.
Liam had just texted and told me that the boys had to ask us something, so it worked out perfect.
They said they would tour with me! But then, they asked me if I would like to be an opening act for their tour starting next year. And I have to admit, Hannah and I overreacted quite a bit. We started jumping up and down and screaming like the fangirls we once were. I couldn't believe this. My life had gone from perfect to better within a matter of two hours.
I heard screams outside the bus, so we went out to visit. All the boys came out and we had so much fun. Singing autographs, taking pictures. Touring with them will be the best experience ever. We were on a time schedule and had to hit the road soon so we made our announcement and tried to leave as fast as we could!
I had the perfect boyfriend, the best friends, amazing fans, and insane amounts of confidence.
The self pride thing was weird for me... I never really liked myself as a teenager. I used to cut, pop pills, make myself throw up, drink... Anything to take the pain away. It was unpleasant.
I had barely any friends, but the few I did have. They helped me through it.
Tomorrow, we go to Boston. I'm actually finally relaxed. Life is great.
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Infamous. |A Zayn Malik Fanfiction|
FanfictionRachel- just turned eighteen, simply a girl who got lucky and gained all the benefits of fame. She found a boy to fall in love with and everything is perfect... But is it all really worth it?