harry:there he is, all caught up in the music and singing, and his stupid crazy dance moves that always crack you up. he's absolutely in his own world whenever he's up on the stage, so it doesn't honestly surprise you that he hasn't noticed your face yet. you're front row, so it's not hard to see you, yet he really is so enthralled by it all. however, niall does notice you, sending you a quick wave and a grin before he taps harry's shoulder and whispers in his ear. harry turns to the crowd and scans the front row quickly, emerald eyes quickly settling on your features. immediately, he's got the biggest dimpled smile you've ever seen, as he rushes over and kneels on the edge of the stage, excitedly reacting to your little surprise.
zayn:he's backstage, shirtless and chatting niall and liam when you push open the dressing room door. he doesn't turn, obviously thinking that it's just some crew member or one of the other boys, yet reading niall and liam's expressions, he realises that whoever has just entered the room is pretty important. he turns his head, eyes widening slightly as he places the familiar face, before he rushes over and wraps you up in his arms. after a moment of him hugging you tightly, face nestled into the crook of your neck, he pulls back slightly and catches your lips.
louis:all the boys are in on it, even niall after he read the text you sent to harry and demanded to be told more. he even promised he wouldn't say anything, and surprisingly, he stuck to it. so harry had ducked out of the hotel to pick you up from the train station, the both of you trying your hardest not to get noticed and therefore posted on social media. your large coats and hoods kept you shied away from any recognition, luckily. after a 20 minute drive to the hotel, harry brought you upstairs and to the room that louis and niall were sharing. you knocked on the door, harry loudly letting the boys know he was back, so they would make louis open the door. you could hear him whining about having to get up from behind the slab of wood, before there was a click and he pulled the door open. the moment his eyes settled on your features he pulled you into a hug, lifting you from the ground with a grin, 'holy shit babe. it's so good to see you.'
niall:the tour bus was quiet, the boys all exhausted from the show and just waiting to get moving again. probably so they could sleep. yet you had other ideas for niall. it was planned that you would be seeing him in three weeks, when he had a break, however you just couldn't wait that long. instead, you asked for your tickets to be arranged for a closer date, unbeknownst to niall. so you had landed, and been driven to the concert venue just in time for the show to still be going when you arrived. you waited around until the boys had made a run for the bus, before one of their crew retrieved you from backstage and brought you to the bus. you made your way up the steps, finding all the boys sprawled out on the couches playing xbox. you couldn't help but grin as niall jumped up, lifting you up as he gave you a rather sloppy, excited kiss.
liam:during sound-check, liam was rather down while the rest of the boys sung and chatted with the fans that had scored the few tickets to the rehearsal. he was missing you like crazy, this having been the longest the two of you had been apart. plus the time difference wasn't working at all in your favour. so you hurried through the lobby of the venue before pushing open the doors that lead to the hundreds of seats in the audience. your heels clicked along the hard floor, attracting not only the fans' attentions, but the boys' too. liam froze in shock as soon as he saw you, the look on his face telling you he didn't even think this was real. however, once harry poked him and told him to go give you a hug, liam jumped from the stage and jogged over to you, wrapping you up in his arms.
