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"Liam!" Zayn hissed in the brunette boy's ear. Liam was busy talking to one of the other fans, trying to ignore the way Zayn had been glaring at him for the past ten minutes.

"What, Zayn?" Liam turned away from the fan at whisper harshly at Zayn. "Could this not wait until later? Have you not noticed how many fans we have to get through?"

"One of those guy fans, Niall, asked me to give this to you. He wanted to do it himself, but you and Louis were hung up on his friend." Zayn looked at Liam angrily. Liam wondered what had gotten him so mad. "Keep it. Don't throw this one away, okay?"

Liam just rolled his eyes and turned back to the fan.

-

The concert was insane. Niall sang his heart out and jumped up and down to see over the taller fans. He held up his and Harry's sign in hopes that one of the boys would see it. (He thought that he saw Liam look their way and stare at their sign, but it probably didn't happen.)

"That was wonderful," Harry sighed happily at they were walking out of the stadium. "I want to go back. Let's go back."

"I don't have money for another ticket," Niall laughed a bit. He really did want to go back, to see Liam again, but Niall knew there was no way he would be able to go back any time soon.

"Neither do I," Harry sighed again, but this time, it was a happy sigh. "That was the most fun I've had in ages. Do you think Zayn gave Liam your book?"

"I hope." Niall sighed too.

-

The book was still waiting for Liam when he exited the stage. He had laid it down on top of the couch in his dressing room, promising himself that he would look at it after the concert.

It was just a simple looking scrapbook with twenty or so pages. Liam flipped through the pages quickly, finding just a bunch of pictures of himself with small little notes beside them on every page. He decided that he would look at the book further when he got back to the hotel.

"Come on, Liam!" Louis yelled through the door. "It's time to leave!"

Liam groaned; he had been too distracted by the book to remember that he was supposed to take a shower. Now all he could do was change out of his concert clothes and be sweaty until he got back to the hotel.

"I'm coming, Lou!" He yelled back. Liam waited until he heard Louis' feet move away from the door to begin changing.

Liam would be lying if he said he remembered the boy that gave him the book. The only male fan he remembered was the tall one with curly hair that liked to dance and was infatuated with Louis. That boy certainly did not give Liam a book.

So who was the boy that gave him the book? Liam finished redressing himself and grabbed the book in his hand before exiting the dressing room. He was eager to look through the book in hopes that there would be a picture of the boy in there. The chances were slim, but Liam still hoped.

He didn't get to look at the book in the car because it was too dark. That, and he didn't want the wandering eyes of Louis and Zayn to see something that was meant for him.

Instead of looking at the book when he first got back into his hotel room, Liam decided to take a shower. Once he was out, Liam shook out his hair and opened up the book.

The first few pages were simply just pictures with little comments by them like, "This was my favorite hair" or "You look really hot in this." Liam blushed his way through the first ten pages.

The next nine pages were pictures of Liam with longer notes by the side. Some explained things such as why they loved Liam; other notes explained how Liam saved them. Liam felt himself get teary eyed at the book.

The last page was simple. Nothing was written except for a twitter name. @Niall_Horan. Was that who had written this book? Niall. Niall was a nice name.

Liam quickly logged onto his twitter and searched for Niall. He followed the boy quickly and set down his phone. Maybe he would talk to the boy tomorrow.

-

Harry drove Niall back to his house. "Are you sure it's okay for you to be here so late at night?" Harry asked in a worried tone. He was worried about what Maura would do when Niall showed up so late at night.

"I'll be fine, Harry." Niall tried to keep his tone light, but in reality, he was just as worried as Harry. "It's my house. anyway, Mum wants me home."

"If you're sure." Harry parked the car and unlocked the doors. "Are you going to school tomorrow?"

"Probably," Niall answered. "Mum would want me to."

"Why? You've just been at a concert and it's nearly eleven, Niall. There's no point in going!" Harry protested. Niall grabbed his bag from the floor and looked at Harry.

"It's fine, Haz. If you don't go, I'll be fine at school by myself tomorrow. I'll see you sometime." Niall stepped out of the car and shut the door before Harry could say another word.

Niall waited until Harry drove away before entering his house. The home was quiet and dark. Niall tip toed through the living room and slid his shoes off before walking up the stairs. Maura stood at the top of them, waiting for him.

"Where have you been?" She demanded in a sleepy tone.

"At a concert, Mum," Niall replied quietly. "Can I just go to bed?"

Maura glared at him for a second before relenting. "Go to bed. I don't want to hear a word out of you. And remember, school tomorrow!"

Niall sighed quietly before walking into his bedroom.

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i don't really like this update

i'm so hungry

ummm

so, happy birthday to me?

yeah, goodnight

love you guyssss

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