PLEASE READ: So this chapter takes place during the first week of the lives shows during The X Factor xx I hope you guys enjoy it, tear jerker this one is xx
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"NIALL...NIALL!!"
"Oh my God, it's Zayn. He is so beautiful!!"
"HARRY I LOVE YOU SO MUCH!!"
My head turned to the direction where my name was called. A young girl with curly red hair was crying. Her face was red and puffy. She was shrieking, as I waved to her. I would have never imagined that this many people would turn up for us. We hadn't even done a proper performance yet. Our first live show was this Saturday, but fans continued to show up to see us.
"ONE DIRECTION ARE PERFECTION!!"
Me and the rest of the boys turned our heads to see the chorus of girls screaming. A group of girls closer to our ages were waving us over. They were holding a large sign with all of our names on it, mine was the largest in the middle; I hated being made out to be the lead singer. I felt a slap on my shoulder. Zayn was smacking me with the back of his hand and indicating the girls. I nodded, and we made our way over to them.
"Hello ladies, how are we today," Zayn flirted with the girls.
"Do you guys have any idea how much we all love you? It's ridiculous really. Like so much love," the tallest one said.
I smiled at her and she looked as though she would fall over. I looked down the line of girls. Each of them looked different, but equally excited to be there.
"I want to marry you Harry. Will you marry me?"
I looked to the end where a small blonde with brown eyes smiled at me.
"Umm," I glanced over at Zayn. He gave me a sly wink before continuing to sign autographs. "Sure?" I said kind of like a question as I put my hands in my pocket.
The girl closest to me was the next one to speak.
"I just want your autograph; I would so marry Liam though." I pulled my hands out and signed the girl's notebook. My heart dropped at the thought of another girl preferring Liam over myself. "Where is Liam?" she asked as she took her book back.
"He's inside. He'll be out later though," I replied half-heartedly to her.
"Guys, there is this little thing I like to call rehearsal. It's supposed to be happening right now, the girls will wait to see you."
Savan our vocal coach was shouting at us to get back inside. We knew we needed the practice. We waved goodbye to the fans, and laughed awkwardly as they groaned in protest. The building was cool on the inside. A drastic change from the abnormally warm September morning. The white hallways led us slowly towards the practice rooms. Dressing rooms and fitting rooms were hidden behind closed doors as we walked by. Savan pointed towards the rehearsal room, and said he would meet us in a few minutes; he had to go rescue the other boys.
"Niall, Zayn," a voice called from behind us in the hallway. "Have you guys seen the cafeteria? They have like everything imaginable. Did you guys want to get some breakfast?"
Aiden came up, grabbed Niall and Zayn on the shoulders, and led them towards the cafeteria.
"No, it's okay, I'm NOT HUNGRY ANYWAY!!" I shouted down the hallway as they vanished through the door.
I turned into the dressing room, and jumped back when I saw Charlotte sitting in the make-up chair. She immediately dropped the magazine she was reading and looked at me in the reflection of the mirror.
