Harry's POV
"Harry! Harry! Oh my god you'll never believe this!" The shouting blonde ran over to me, his arms flying up in the air. I smiled and looked up from my book, closing it around my finger to keep my place.
"What's going on Nando's?" He rolled his eyes jokingly and held up a white envelope. "Did you get a letter?" I asked him laughing.
"No! Just- open it!" I took it from him and he kept a huge smile plastered on his lips. I peeled off the cheeseburger sticker (yes. Niall used a cheeseburger sticker to close an envelope.) and pulled out three small pieces of paper. No. Fooking. Way.
"Concert tickets?! For Louis Tomlinson?! Like THE LOUIS TOMLINSON?!" Niall nodded and I squealed. Okay I don't care that I am an 18 year old man- I squealed.
"Look closer you dumbarse!" I squinted and saw that it said "VIP backstage" on it next to the row and seat number. NO. FOOKING. WAY!
"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GOD OH MY GODDDDDD!!!" Niall laughed and I jumped up and down like a 12 year old girl getting an autograph from Justin Bieber in 2010.My book fell out of my hands and onto the ground, but I couldn't care at all because I GET THE MEET LOUIS TOMLINSON IN A WEEK! He's my favorite singer. Of all time. Possibly the most attractive man on Earth as well. And he (of course) has the best merch of all time.
Not that I have all of his merch. All I have is a t-shirt that my friend Zayn gave me for Christmas. I don't even know how Zayn could afford it. Wait- how could Niall afford the tickets?
"Niall how did you get these?! They must've cost a fortune!" Niall blushed and smiled wide again.
"I worked a few extra shifts at the restaurant and Zayn helped out too."
"Thanks man." I smiled back and gave him a big hug. I heard footsteps from behind Niall and looked up to see the raven-haired boy standing looking at us with one eyebrow raised.
"Umm... vas happenin?" I laughed and Niall turned to see Zayn standing there. He showed him the tickets and Zayn nodded his head understanding, with a quiet laugh.
"I get it now."
"Thank you. It was really sweet of you to do this. Although, I don't know how you could afford it."
"It wasn't too bad. I'm working a second job to pay for university, but since we're on summer holiday and I already paid for the semester, I thought I would help out." He smiled and I hugged him too. He patted my back laughing and I backed up, picking up the book I had flung to the floor. "Besides- now I get to go to a concert."
We laughed as we walked out of my room and into the kitchen. Wait, how did they get in my house in the first place?
*~time skip~*
I woke up an hour ago, yet Niall and Zayn are still asleep. Now Zayn, I understand, but Niall? He's usually up by now. I walked back up to my room, to find Zayn taking up most of the bed, and Niall on the floor, wrapped in an orange blanket. I ran over to him, shaking his shoulder to get him up.
"Niall? Nialler?" He slowly blinked his eyes open. "Hey- we have to get ready to leave in 3 hours." I continued in a soft voice. He rubbed his eyes and slowly stood up, nodding.
"Okay, I'm just gonna-" he yawned, interrupting what he was saying. "Go eat breakfast. I'm really hungry." He continued through the yawn. Niall started going towards the door, still lightly rubbing his eyes and dragging his blanket with him, with a small, tired smile plastered on his face. He was walking a bit hunched over, too. He always seems to do that before he eats breakfast. It's like he's not awake without food.
