Obsessed

Paisley's POV


It's been a couple of days since we left. We haven't started any shows yet, but we are at the arena practising.
Fan are piled up outside all day and night, waiting to just get a glimpse of the boys.
It's definitely for us though.
I mean, obviously they were going to freak out over those 5 boys than us girls.

I haven't spoken to Harry. We never speak, so why would we have started now. But something is definitely up.
I think people have started to notice that there is an awkward tension between us, because one moment we will be in a big group, laughing and having fun and the next minute, everyone would have left, leaving Harry and I by ourselves.
We would just blush, smile at each other before I would quickly get up and scuttle away.

I am trying not to get myself into that situation again, but they always come so unexpected. It's like they just spring it on me.

As I walked down the long hall of the backstage arena with one of the workers on the tour with us. I didn't know his name. He was much older than me and he had been telling me about his family. He had a wife and 3 children. Ages; 10, 7 and 4.
I think it's nice, knowing that he could easily talk for hours about his family. I could tell he was missing them, even though it's only been a few days.

"I'm John by the way", he said. I smiled and shook his hand.
"Paisley", I say.
"I know. Everyone here is talking about you", he laughed. My smile dropped.
"Everyone was talking about me?", I asked, frowning slightly.
"Nothing bad. Something about you and Harry?", he said.
"I have no clue what that's supposed to mean", I laugh nervously.
"Don't worry about it. People just gossip around here. Sometimes they just need a good story to keep them going", John spoke.
As we arrived at the huge lunch room, filled with long tables and people eating their food.
I felt awkard as people's stares turned to me.
I saw a young girl around my age, nudge her friend, also around my age. They began whispering.
"Don't pay attention to them love. They're just jealous", Louis said appearing at my side, startling me slightly.
"Yeah. Sure..."I whisper.
I noticed that Harry was sitting close by those two girls, at the same table. He looked up at me before I quickly turned away and pretending to be talking to Louis.
Harry was talking to Lou, their stylist. He had stopped once he looked up at me. And I didn't dare to look at him again.
No staring, Paisley.
No staring.

Louis came with John and I to a table where a few other people were sitting.
We began talking and laughing and doing things that normal people do when they eat.
Louis was telling us many funny stories from the previous tour they went on.
I was giggling away until my eyes accidently rested on someone across the room.
Harry was staring straight at me.
And this time, neither of us looked away. It's like we tried to, but as much as we tried, we couldn't.
It was weird.
Only then did I stop staring when Louis waved a hand in my face.
"You need to stop staring at him", Louis laughed. I looked back at him, noticing that nobody was sitting at our table any more.
And than Harry was getting up from his table and walking out. His fingers combed through his hair, pushing it back.
I've seen him do it many times, but never taken this much notice to how he does it.
Harry's hand fell to his side and I kept my gaze on him until he disappeared out of the room.
This was weird.
I never feel this weird.
"Come on love. Let's go rehearse!", he smiled.
This afternoon was going to be the first time we practise performing infront of each other. I mean, we've all seen the boys do it. But people have kept everyone away from us girls practising for my sake.
I think they feel that I will get to nervous and pull out.
Which I am considering doing.


As we made our way back the way I came, Louis nudged me into my dressing room where the girls were.
"How was the lunch?", our stylist Jess asked.
I nodded my head, "It was good"
"She loved every minute of it!", Louis smirked at me, "She couldn't take her eyes away. It's was like she was in a trance", he teased me.
He was talking about me staring at Harry.
I blushed, shaking my head.
"But, she wasn't staring at the food. It was a certain someone across the room", he teased before skipping out of the room.
I was just about to smack him. But he left to quickly.
"SO YOU DO LIKE HARRY!", Raya shouted, grabbing hold of my shoulders and shaking me.
"No! I wasn't even staring at him", I lied. I was. I just didn't want them knowing.
It wasn't my fault! I couldn't even stop myself!

"Anyway, we have to go rehearse", Skylar giggled, winking at me.
Yeah we do. Which I was dreading.

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