I Only Want More [Larry Stylinson]

Chapter 14

{Niall's POV}

Time for the show! I looked over at Liam, who looked like he was about to wet his pant. Well, if he had any on. Liam was standing there, in his traditional plaid shirt, and superman boxers on. The first twenty minutes of the show, is going to be hilarious.

"Is it feeling a bit drafty in here, Li?" I love mocking him! He doesn't though, because he sent me a glare.

"Shut up." I raised my hands in surrender and walked away. He can be so moody sometimes. Or all the time. It depends on who's bothering him. Mostly me and Louis annoy him. Harry does occasionally, but only when he's around Louis.

"Niall, I need your help." My attention turned to Zayn, who needed help finding his comb. I rolled my eyes and jogged over to him.

I walked over to the bed, and guess what, his comb was right there.

"Zayn, your comb is right here." He smiled and grabbed his comb. After taking forever to comb his hair, he happily ran out the room, ready to go on stage.

We went to the side of the stage and waited for our cue. After the video, we all rushed on stage, starting the show with Na Na Na. 

"We've got a bit of love/hate, you take me to the edge then you hit the brakes. I-I-I say it's over one day, but then I'm calling back begging you to stay. We make up then we break up all the time." 

Harry and Louis looked tense the entire time. What's the problem with them? Are they in a fight already? 

"We're like na na na, then we're like yeah yeah yeah. Always like na na na, then we're like yeah yeah yeah."

"No we can't make up our minds, cause when we think we've got it right, we go na na na, na na na."

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"So, the lads and I were thinking, and we think that you guys are some of the greatest twitter fans. We looked through the tweets, and we're going to read out our favorites." Liam gave the same speech he gives at every concert. We all turned around and faced the screen. Louis' favorite popped up.

"This is my favorite. My friends and I have been practicing Stop the Traffic Let Em Thru and Pat the Dog Screw the Lightbulb!" Louis read out the tweet and I watched as he took center stage and started dancing. "And that is from Andrea Malik in row twelve, seat fourteen." We looked around the arena till we found her. "Show us what you got!"

She started doing the dances pretty well, maybe better than Louis. All of us clapped, and turned our attention back to the screen. Liam's tweet came up next.

"This is my favorite! Glad you guys are in Florida! Saved up all of my babysitting money for this! So worth it!" The audience started cheering. "This tweet is from, Larry Stylinson Is real..that's an interesting name. They are in row five, seat twenty." We laughed and started searching for her. When we found her, we waved and sent her a thank you.

Next up was Zayn's tweet.

"Here's my favorite. We're gonna stay UP ALL NIGHT with DJ MALIK! Let's Party hard! All day All night!" Zayn almost screamed my ear off. The majority of the crowd did too. Zayn looked for Stacy Hughes, in row forty, seat thirty-two. He waved to her and said hi.

Our eyes went back to the screen, viewing Harry's favorite tweet.

"This is my favorite tweet. I wanted to dress as a cat, but then I wanted to be a carrot...so I dressed as both! I'm a carrot cat!" My eyes were the first to search the crowd. I had to see this!

I didn't even need the seat numbers. I saw the girl that was wearing it. She had on a carrot costume, with cat ears, whiskers, and a tail glued on. I looked over at Harry who looked like he was going to faint. He had the same expression that Liam had when he didn't have pants on. We all said hi and got ready for my tweet.