First Love // H.S.

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'Hey, people, me and my mother have to go.' I announce to William, Florida and Sammie a few minutes before the ending of the show.

'You're walking away from a One Direction concert? Where do you gotta go?' William asks.
'Backstage.' I answer.
'Can we come?' Florida asks hopeful. I chuckle.

'Sorry, no.' I say then.
'Of course we can't come, Flo. You're so stupid.' Sammie says to Florida.

'Hey, it never hurts to try!' Florida protests.
'That's the spirit. But um, we'll hang out! It was really nice meeting you!' I say.
'I think I'm gonna pretty much die if we don't hang out, so yes. But bitch, I want a picture.' William answers before taking out his phone.

'Mum, can you take a picture?' I ask my mum. Mum nods and takes William's phone. I kneel down on the ground in front of William, Sammie and Florida and make a silly face.

'Send me the picture. I haven't posted on my Instagram in forever.' I tell.
'No, I'm not gonna be on Olivia Tomlinson's Instagram timeline!' William exclaims.
'Your fanboy is showing, William!' Florida says.

'Send me the picture with your Instagram usernames! Bye!' I say when my mum is already walking away.

'I love you!' William calls after me.
'Love you too!' I call back.

When mum and I are backstage, I feel myself getting relieved. It was way too hot out there.

'Olivia Tomlinson?' A random man asks me.
'Um, yes?' I answer insecurely.
'Don't make it a habit letting yourself get pulled on stage in the middle of their show.' The man says, sounding rude and impolite.

'Whoa, um, first of all, I went on stage by myself, and second of all- I hadn't seen my friends, brother and boyfriend in two months.' The first part is lied, but I think Harry will be less in trouble now.

'Then don't make it a habit to randomly jump on stage just because you haven't seen your precious boyfriend in two months.' The man continues rudely. I scoff.

'Excuse me? Who are you to speak at my daughter like that?' Mum says angrily.
'Modest Management. Have you understood, Olivia Tomlinson?' The man answers.

'You know what? Yes, I totally understand. What I don't understand is why you're treating the boys like this. Isn't this thing supposed to be fun?' I snap.
'I'm just doing my job.' The man tells.
'Then you've got a fucked up job, dude.' I answer. Mum gives me a little punch on my side.

'What?' I snap at her.
'You're making it worse.' She whispers.
'You're right. They're not worth my attention.' I answer loud enough so that the man hears.

When I hear five different familiar voices coming in our way, I feel myself smile. I walk towards the voices, and stop once I see them.

'Hello your name, are you our new slave?' Louis asks in a dirty way, creeping me out.

'That was a fanfiction.' Louis explains.
'Okay.' I chuckle. I want to rush over to Harry, but Louis jumps in front of me.

'You're hugging your big brother first!' He says.
'Okay, if you insist!' I answer before hugging him.

'I'm so fucking proud of you!' I tell.
'I know, I love you too. Mum!' Louis says, pushing me away from him as if I'm some bag of dirt.

'I take everything back, I'm not proud of you.' I mutter. I see Harry looking at me really hopeful, like he's expecting something. To tease him, I decide to hug the other boys first.

'Hi, Zayn. It's so nice to see you again.' I tell Zayn while hugging him.

'It was so fun you were here! I was like vas happenin'. Why didn't you tell us you were coming to see us?' Zayn asks.
'To surprise her best friend ever, Niall Horan.' Niall answers for me and he hugs me.