No one knows

chapter thirty

Its the first of April when I get a call from Paul.

"Hello?" I answer.

"Hi Mabel this is Paul. I wanted to know if you would like to fly in and stay with the boys for a few days."

"When?" I ask.

"I can book a flight for you as soon as tonight." he says.

"Oh my god! Thank you so much!" I say

"No problem honey. Dont tell Harry I want it to be a surprise." he explains.

"Okay, I wont." I say.

"I'll text you the flight time, and number." he says.

"Thank you." I say.

"See you tomorrow night." he says and hangs up.

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I get off the plane and look around. I see Paul standing to the side with my lugagge in hand.

"There's a van waiting for us. It'll take us to the stadium." he says as we walk.

"So were not going to a hotel first?" I ask and he shakes his head.

I guess I look okay.

Im wearing a pair of light colored jeans, a grey sweater, a pink scarf, and pink Vans, a pink beanie, and of course my sunglasses.

We get to the van and we get in.

"You'll be sitting in a floor seat, front row so he can see you. Hopefully the fans will keep their mouths shut and he can see you on his own. if he doesnt see you by the end of the show I'll have a security gaurd bring you back. If he does see you just wait for him to get you." he says and I nod trying to keep up with what he said.

We pull up and get out.

The fans scream when they see me and grab at me. Security gaurds push us forward blocking us from the fans that are trying to grab me. I walk with my head down trying not to see the peoples faces.

We get inside, I take off my sunglasses, and Paul turns to me.

"Go with this lad, he'll take you to your seat." he says.

"What about you?" I ask.

"I have to go check on the boys. Make sure there getting ready and such." He says and walks away.

"Follow me." The man says.

He puts his hand on my back and leads me through the crowd.

"Is that Mabel?" girls ask.

"Mabel!" they yell.

I dont look up I just keep walking.

We get to the very front row and he points to a seat.

"Have a nice show." he says as I sit down.

"Thanks." I say.

People sit on both sides of me and the girl on my right says "Oh my goodness! It is you! Can I get a picture with you?" she asks.

"Totally." I say and she pull sout her phone.

We take a picture and a whole wave of fans ask me to take pictures and sign magazines. A security gaurd shoo's them all back ther seats and the count down starts. The lights dim and the girls scream there heads off.

Wow this is really really loud.

The boys step out and go right into a song that I dont know the name of.