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Louis felt strong thumbs of heartbeat against his chest as he gripped the stearing wheel of his red Ford Explorer harder. Shallow breaths left his mouth as he tried calming himself down. The nerves were getting the better of him.

What was he supposed to do? Not freak out over meeting his idol and the love of his life? Not freak out that he was going back to mentioned's house afterwards?

Eleanor was the one accompanying Louis to the concert, so she knew all about what was to happen afterwards. Her attempts at calming Louis down were useless as the boy only seemed to get more nervous by the minute.

Eleanor was driving Louis' car home after the concert since Louis was meeting Harry. He wasn't sure how it was all planned out, which was only worsening the nerves.

After 30 more minutes of driving, the arena came into eyesight and Louis was having trouble controlling his breath. Before getting out of the car, Eleanor grabbed Louis' hand and locked eyes with the blue-eyed. "Everything's gonna be fine. You're awesome, you have nothing to worry about. If either of you is the lucky one, it's Harry."

Louis simply rolled his eyes, appreciating the effort nonetheless. "Yeah, sure. Have you seen the guy?" Louis retorted sarcastically and Eleanor just grinned in return.

The two got out of the parked car and went arm in arm towards the crowd that was starting to form outside of the arena. They had made sure to leave home early so they would get good spots in the pit, mostly so Harry could make eye contact with Louis during the show.

Louis quickly typed out a message to Harry, saying they had arrived and were currently waiting to be let in. Eleanor confidently tried to make conversation with Louis to ease his nerves, but it wasn't helping at all as Louis was walking in place, his chest almost shaking with the heartbeat.

And hour, or so, more of that and the queue finally started moving. Within a short amount of time Louis and Eleanor were showing their tickets and allowed access inside. They quickly rushed to the pit and almost got all the way to the fence.

Before even thinking about what was happening afterwards, Louis just needed to enjoy the concert, he thought to himself. He had been waiting for this for months and months without end and it was finally happening.

The arena slowly filled up until practically every seat was occupied and Louis couldn't help the immense feeling of pride for Harry. Imagine being able to fill out arenas with an album consisting of 10 songs.

Suddenly, the lights went off and screams erupted from all around. Eleanor and Louis shared an excited look before jumping up and down in anticipation. Seconds later, the instrumental of Only Angel started playing and the outline of Harry was lit up behind a curtain. Louis screamed like a teenage girl with no care in the world.

The curtain slowly raised until Harry was fully exposed to the crowd of thousands of screaming and crying girls and boys. As soon as Harry was able to, it was clear he was searching for someone special in the crowd, and as he faintly locked eyes with the boy, that had been on his mind so much the past week, a smile spread upon his face.

The song was starting, stopping Harry from looking at the boy as he was supposed to start singing. He started the first verse of Only Angel and immediately could hear the crowd singing along. He was probably the most hyped he had ever been for a concert, just because of one boy stood in the crowd. He had promised himself to make this the best show of the whole tour.

As Only Angel came to an end he started making conversation with some fans. A couple of more songs came after that until it was time to sing Medicine. He had never played the song live before, but he wanted people to hear it - and by people he meant Louis.

"This song is called Medicine." Announced Harry, and he could see people sharing confused looks. "When I motion for you, I want you all to scream tasted as loud as you possibly can, okay?"

He made eye contact with Louis again and mouthed, "This is for you."

A faint blush spread upon Louis' face as he read the words off of Harry's lips. Seconds later the song started playing and Harry danced around on stage as he normally would, although he was a little nervous for people's reaction to the song.

"Baby, take my medicine, take my medicine, treat you like a gentleman." Screams filled the arena as he continued the song and everyone listened intently.

"I had a few, got drunk on you and now I'm wasted." He sung into the microphone, of course directing it at the small boy he could barely see anymore.

"And when I sleep, I'm gonna dream of how you..." He motioned for the crowd who perfectly in rhythm shouted "Tasted!" back at him. He smiled, sticking his tongue out.

He continued on with the chorus, the crowd going wild. Then he came to the line.

"The boys and the girls are in, I mess around with him, and I'm okay with it." The screams almost deafened him at that. He knew he always had accepting fans and even though this wasn't properly coming out to them, he could see that it wasn't bothering the majority of the people.

As Louis heard the line, he gasped and Eleanor turned to him with a smirk. "This song is totally about you!" She shouted over the noise and Louis turned beat-red in the face.

Harry finished the song with ease - he really was born to be on stage - and smiled happily out at the crowd. A few songs later, Harry grabbed a guitar and the lights in the arena turned blue.

"So, this next song, I sold to someone else and I was never supposed to sing it again, but then recently someone reminded me of it and how many feelings I put into it,"

Louis' eyes widened as he figured Harry was going to sing Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart, which meant he was talking about Louis.

"So this one is for that person." Harry looked at Louis as he spoke his last words before the song started playing. Louis was crying and singing along during the rest of the show, not believing it was actually happening until, suddenly, Harry had finished his last song and was waving goodbye to the crowd.

As soon as Harry disappeared out of eyesight, Louis missed him.