Spitballs (finished)

"Your're on." a large bald man said. I looked up as the machines moved me above the crowd. I saw the giant screen on the stage across the arena start with my videos. Then the music started playing. Only one thing played through my mind. 'How did I even get here?' I asked myself. Then I started to sing. The two girls who are my best friends suddenly appeared beside me. My part finished and by then we had made it almost to the stage. We were going over any fans, or they would see up our skirts, but instead we were flying high above the isle. I looked at the people and waved. They all looked the same down there. Except for one, who waved back with a smile. My best friend in the entire world. For a while, my whole world. Niall Horan.