This is not love

I hold onto the sipper of my unzipped jacket, twisting it in between my fingers.

we were three rows from them. My ears were ringing from the shouts of teenage girls. "GRACE! GRACE!"

i couldnt breathe as the hour passed, twitter questions were asked, the angels sang and my heart stopped beating!

And like that the concert was over. But the best pert was yet to come! Bri grabbed my jacket sleeve and pushed and pulled me through the crowds, rushing backstage to be the first ones to breathe the same air as the five gods!

"wait righ here. The boys will meet you all after their break" the security guard says to me and Bri, and the girls lining up behind us.

We stand there for several minutes. I twist my zipper and bite my lip so hard I almost taste blood. I already have a scar inside my mouth from biting my lip. It's a bad, nervous habit.
"you two can go in now."

We nod and walk through the door.
The boys are all sitting on the couch, except for Harry, who is pacing back and forth. No one has noticed us come in.
"...I just- I don't like the thought of being alone! None of you understand." Harry runs his fingers through his hair.
"I do, Harry, it's nothing. You'll find someone soon." Niall interjects.
"I just don't want the emotion...all that love shit." Harry says. He sits down on a stool, suddenly noticing us standing in the doorway.
my lips are still trapped between my teeth.

"Hello, ladies" Niall says.
"Hey, you were the girls in our hotel?" Louis questions, standing next to Harry. Louis hits Harry's arm and his head shoots up.
"Grace and Bri?"
oh god. Harry remembers our names?
he smiles, standing up and walking to us, "come sit down." He leads us to the mini couch.
Harry sits on the arm of the chair, next to me. Bri sits between Louis and Niall.

"So, what questions do you have?" Liam asks.
"Oh..um we..." Bri trails off, staring at Louis. I turn to look at Zayn, who is sitting next to me.
"I heard you and Perrie are engaged."
"yeah, happily."
i twist my zipper, "sorry, I'm not good with conversations..."

i turn to Harry.
"Do you-"
"Do you have a boyfriend?" He says, cutting me off.
i brush my hair behind my ear and look at my feet, "umm, no..."
"look at me." He lifts my chin and walks me back to a room that says "Harry" at the top.
he opens it and sits me on the little bench.

He strides over to me, resting both hands on either side of my legs.
"Grace..."
i swallow as he comes closer, playing with ends of my hair. "Y-yeah?"
"You seem nervous love.."
"I-I...I am..." I shake.
"why? Do I make you nervous?" He moves closer, leaning into my ear, "I could be much... Much closer."
I look in his eyes.
"Do you want me to be closer?"
i bite my lip and nod, I release my lip when his meet mine.

The kiss was like poison, it sucked out into a blank and perfect oasis. But it kills you when he pulls away.
i stand up with a burst of courage.
i push his against the wall, running my fingers through his hair, capturing the same poisonous kiss.

He switches us around, my back to the wall. He holds both his hands above my head, trapping me.
"Harry! You need to visit the rest of the girls." A voice calls.
Harry drops his head and opens the door, "stay here. We can drive you back to the hotel?"
"oh-okay..." I can feel my cheeks burning.
Bri walks through the door, "Zayn told me to wait in here."
i touch my lips, still feeling the numbing perfection.
"Grace...something seems off, and what was that banging noise in here."
"something fell." I lie.

we sit there for ten minutes, girls asking stupid questions through the door.
the door closes, dismissing I guess to be the last of the girls.
"...should we be doing this to them, yeah it doesn't feel right.." I hear Liam ask.
"yeah...I mean...they're young Harry..." Nialls voice appears.
I hear something smash to the wall, "don't be such a pussy."

Niall walks in a few moments later.
"Come on, we'll take you back to the hotel." He doesn't look happy.

Notes

Sorry it sucks, writing on my phone!