Fly Away || l.h

08

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We sat around for a couple hours, hearing all of the fans all entering the gigantic stadium, and listened backstage for the opening band's performance. They were ok. The boys didn't really know them, and they were only doing this one show for us.

After they were done, I just stayed backstage for the whole show, watching the boys have the time of their lives. They played for hours, while I watched and danced (secretly) from behind the curtains. In between songs, Ashton would wink at me, or Luke would smile when he took a chug of water.

I had a pretty great time watching them from behind, enjoying the music for hours on end.

And earlier, when Luke said he had a surprise for me, I assumed it was just that small little singing bit from the sound check, which took my breath away as it was.

That's exactly why I almost had a seizure when Luke ran to the back of the stage and pulled me out in front of the audience of thousands of people.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?" I couldn't even begin to process what was happening.

"Why, showing you to the world, of course."

He walked up, holding my hand, to a mic in the center of the front of the stage. I could hear the whispers coming from the crowd.

"Hello again, New York. If you've even remotely checked any social media in the last 5 hours then you should know exactly who this is. Isabella Blacken, who I have now decided to call Izzie, is someone very special that I would like to share with you guys." He laughed into the microphone, stayed silent, and gave me a questioning look, pondering as if he should continue or not.

I nodded ahead and peered out into the sea of silent fans, all staring right at me. I felt extremely self conscious up here, just knowing they were judging me.

"To answer your questions that I already know you have, no. We aren't dating. But, I like this girl a lot and I do consider her more than a friend, and I want to make sure all of you can respect that. She's really a special girl." he said, showing a sad look on his face.

"WE LOVE YOU IZZIE!" screamed the audience in unison. I just smiled, and allowed Luke to kiss me in front of all these people.

"Now I must ask, and I'm doing this in front of them because I will die if you say no. Will you be my girlfriend, Isabella?" Luke blushed like crazy, looking straight into my eyes and flashing a big, hearty smile.

"Of course, I'd love to." I laughed, and Luke kissed my forehead and raised our hands, joined in each others, above our heads.

It was like a reenactment of the Hunger Games. Everyone was cheering and they just seemed to love the moment.

Luke lowered our hands, and Michael ran over to the mic we were talking in.

"Well, uhm, hello all you lads out there. I'd just like to let you know that I think these two are about to sing for us, so cover your ears." I laughed at him, and Luke playfully shoved him back to his spot.

"Well, he's right I suppose." Luke said.

He backed away from the microphone slightly, whispering in my ear.

"Wanna sing heartbreak girl together? I know they'll love it."

I nodded my head, and tried to contain my smile.

Holy fuck, Luke just asked me out in front of 20,000 people! I thought to myself, preparing to sing the song.

"ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR!" screamed Ashton from the back, starting off a beat for the song.