Here We Are
Chapter Eight
“Skype me, text me, call me, I don’t’ care! I just want to hear from you every day you’re gone! I love you little sis,” Madelyn said to me as we were embraced in a hug.
“I will, Maddie. You have nothing to worry about, I’ll be fine. I love you, too,” I assured her. We pulled away from each other and it was Brooke’s turn to say goodbye to her. As they were talking, I went ahead and got on the bus with the rest of the guys. Zayn and Liam were playing FIFA already in the front, Harry was watching, and I could hear Niall playing guitar in the back of the bus.
Harry looked up at me and smiled, then patted at the seat beside him, wanting me to sit there. I motioned for him to hold on and I made my way to the back of the bus. I walked into the lounge area to find Niall strumming the chords to For the First Time by The Script and lightly singing along. He noticed I entered the room and he stopped playing. I closed the door to the lounge area and I took a look around. This place looked like a mini studio; it had a few guitars, a drum set, and a keyboard, which I took a seat behind.
“Keep going, it sounded great,” I murmured to Niall, placing my hands on the keyboard.
He nodded and continued to play, and I joined him on the keyboard. When he heard me start to play, he looked up me with a surprised look on my face. I just smiled him and began to sing where he left off. We sounded beautiful playing together.
Oh these times are hard,
Yeah, they’re making us crazy.
When we sang the last verse, even though I was looking down at the keys, I could see that Niall was looking up at me.
Don’t give up on me baby.
When we got done, we just looked at each other for a few seconds. Then he finally spoke.
“I didn’t know you could play piano like that, Evelyn. And your voice is amazing.”
I stood up from where I was sitting and took a seat next to Niall. “Only Madelyn, Brooke, and my mother know. I don’t perform in front of people, anymore.”
He put his guitar on the other side of him. “Can I ask why not?”
I let out a sigh. “Growing up, Daddy was such a musical man. He knew how to play so many instruments, and he had the voice of a god. When Maddie and I each turned six and I turned four, he asked us if we wanted to learn how to play something. Madelyn chose the guitar, and I chose the piano. He practiced with me every other day, and the days he wasn’t practicing with me, he was with Madelyn. We even performed at a locally owned music venue for charities around the state. Daddy on drums, Madelyn on guitar, and me on piano. But when he died when I was 13, I didn’t want to play anymore without him. Madelyn kept going because she wanted to make our dad proud, but I just wasn’t strong enough to perform in front of people anymore.”
At some point during me talking, Niall had grabbed both of my hands. He was also grinning at me. “You always smile when you talk about your father. He seems like he was the best mate in the world, and I know that he is proud of you for where you are now.”
I didn’t realize how happy thinking about my dad made me. But the happiness usually turned to numbness when I realized how he wasn’t here anymore. “He was the most wonderful man I’ve ever known.”
Niall rubbed a tear that I had let escape from my eye off of my cheek with his thumb. We then realized that the bus was already in motion.
“Do you want to go join the rest of the group?” he asked. I nodded and we both stood up. He was about to open the door when I grabbed his arm and pulled him into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he tightly wrapped his around my waist.
“I’m so fucking sorry, Evelyn.”
“No, Niall, I’m sorry. You were just looking out for me this whole time, and I was being a dick.”
We pulled away from each other, but he kept his hands on my hips. “What is the situation with you and Harry?”
I looked down at the ground. “I … I don’t know, Niall. I like him, you know? He really helped me a lot when I needed it. But I don’t know what we are. I’m going to figure that out, first.”
“I know I messed up pretty bad, but I’m still here for you. You know you can always talk to me.”
I kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Niall.” We then joined everyone else in the main room of the bus.
-x-x-x-
About three hours passed before I knew it. We all sat in the main area of the lounge for the whole time either watching each other play FIFA or just joking around. We even played truth or dare at one point. It felt like everything was finally in the right place.
Except for with Harry and I. He would either have his hand on my knee rubbing it, or around my shoulder.
Every time I caught a small glance at Niall, he would flash me one of his adorable smiles, but I could tell in his eyes how hurt he was. But I told him I wanted to figure out what we were. How was I going to bring that up, though?
Eventually, it was brought to the attention about me playing the piano and singing. I had to tell the guys why I didn’t play anymore, too. Brooke has a smile on her face the whole time I was telling them. She knew how important music was to me and my family.
“Play something for us?” Zayn asked.
“I don’t … really know,” I replied.
“You played something with Niall, play something for us!” Louis stated.
“I’m sure Niall can join you on guitar,” Liam chimed in.
Niall nodded and went into the back room. He came back out with his guitar on his back and the keyboard in his hands. He sat it in front of me and then sat back down where he was.
“What are you going to play?” Harry asked us. I just shrugged.
Niall put on a thinking face and then began to strum a song. I instantly picked up on it and we began singing together again. This time, we were singing and playing to the song Absolute by The Fray. Niall and I locked eyes with each other the whole time. And when we sang two certain lines, the look in his eyes would intensify.
Quiet, but I’m sure there is something here.
Tell me everything ‘cause I want you here.
Singing with Niall made me feel like I did when I sang with Maddie and my dad back when I was younger. It made me feel free and like I could do anything. I was happy, and he was doing this for me. When I realized this, I smiled at him, and he knew why. He nodded at me and we finished the song. Applause erupted from the group.
Harry kissed me on my cheek, but I just kept looking at Niall. He looked away from me, however, whenever Harry kissed me. “You are amazing, Evelyn.”
“Thanks, Harry,” I replied. Niall quickly walked back into the back of the bus, closing the door behind him. While everyone stayed in the lounge, I decided to go to Harry’s bunk and take a quick nap before our stop in Glasgow. If I didn’t sleep, my head was going to explode.
-x-x-x-
About two hours had passed when I was woken up by the bus stopping. I stuck my head out of the bunk to see Brooke walking towards me.
“This is the last stop before we get to the arena. We’re in Moffat.”
I gave her a look. I hadn’t been in the UK for that long, I didn’t know many places outside of London.
She let out a sigh. “Moffat, Scotland. We’re like, an hour from Glasgow. We’re going to eat at this pizza place, here. ”
“I might as well make myself look presentable.” I said as I got out of the bunk and looked at Brooke. “Can you pick me out something to wear for tonight and meet me in their bathroom? I’m going to curl my hair in the restaurant’s bathroom.”
She agreed and I made my way inside. The guys were already sitting at a table waiting for Brooke and I, but I told them to give me a few minutes. Not everyone can wake up looking as great as they do. It only took me about five minutes to curl my hair, and as soon as I turned off my iron, Brooke joined me in the bathroom with clothes. She took my iron back to the bus and I put on what she brought me.
She picked out a pair of black shorts that glimmered if you stood in the light just right. She also picked out a grey crop top that came just above my belly button that had floral print on it. Not what I would have chosen, but she was better with fashion than I was.
I joined the guys and Brooke outside at the table. The only seat open was between Niall and Harry. Of course. I sat down and noticed a glass of water had already been ordered for me. I sat down and looked over at Harry.
“Thank you,” I praised, thinking he was the one who ordered it for me. I remember a talk we had before where I told him if I’m ever late to a restaurant table to just order me water.
He just gave me a confused look. “For?”
I shook my head and looked at Niall.
“You’re welcome,” he mouthed.
Harry wasn’t acting like the sweet Harry he was whenever I just got out of the hospital. He was acting like the old Harry; the one who just used me as a piece of meat. I really liked Harry, but he wasn’t treating me like a boyfriend should. Hell, he wasn’t even my boyfriend. If I was going to define the relationship like Madelyn said, it was going to have to be tonight.
-x-x-x-x-
We finished up quickly at the restaurant and made our way to Glasgow. When we arrived to the arena, the guys had to go to sound check and Brooke went to watch. I, on the other hand, ate too much pizza and was spending my time in the toilet. When I got done, I didn’t know where anyone was, so I just wandered around the place.
I eventually found Harry’s dressing room. The door was already slightly opened, so I just went ahead and entered. Harry wasn’t in there, but there was a woman in there. She seemed like she was in her mid-twenties. She had long, dark brunette hair and large green eyes. She was wearing a dress that was way too short, but that was probably why she was wearing it. I figured she was part of the styling team or whatever so I just nodded at her and walked out of the room. I then found Liam’s dressing room. I knocked on the door and he let me in, closing the door behind us. I was very close to Liam. He was like the big brother that I never had. He was always so protective over me and always listened when I needed to talk about my problems.
“You look nice today,” he complimented. “How are you feeling?”
“I don’t know, Liam. I’m lost,” I answered.
“Well, talk to me.”
“Niall and I made up,” I started. “And I’m starting to get all of those feelings I had for him back. But, the thing is, I like Harry.”
He scratched at his head. “Who makes you happiest?”
I let out a sigh. “Well, Harry was so kind and lovely with me when I got out of the hospital. It was great. But he isn’t really like that anymore. We just have sex. He’s great in bed, but that’s not all I want, you know?”
“And Niall?”
“Niall wants me to be happy no matter what. I realized that today when we were playing in the bus. But when I needed him the most, he wasn’t there; Harry was … Maddie said I need to define our relationship, and I think she’s right.”
“I agree. Niall talks about you all the time. He really fancies you, you know. When you’re not around, he can’t stop talking about you. Even when you are around, he can’t stop. He was so depressed after he said that to you. He didn’t eat for a while.”
“Niall … didn’t … eat?” That was a huge fucking deal. Niall was almost always eating something.
Liam nodded his head. “Harry doesn’t say much about you because he doesn’t want to talk about you around Niall. But we’ve all heard about your sex-capades.”
That made me uncomfortable. The fact that Harry was telling all of the guys about what we do behind closed doors made me pissed. I mean, Brooke and Madelyn know we have sex sometimes, but that is because they can just tell, I don’t have to tell them. Harry was pissing me off lately, and I was getting tired of it.
A few seconds after that, their manager came into the room. “Liam, you guys have an interview to do and then it’s show time.” The manager left the room and Liam looked at me.
“Come watch our interview. Maybe you’ll calm down,” Liam said, extending his hand to me. I grabbed it and he led me to the room they were doing the interview in. He let go of my hand before we went in though, just so none of the press in there started any rumors. When we got in there, I took a seat beside Brooke, who was sitting behind all the cameras and people. A few seconds after Liam sat down, they began the interview.
“One Direction! Welcome back to Glasgow!,” the interviewer greeted.
“It’s great to be back. We missed it here,” Liam said.
“So, it’s the first night of tour! Tell us what to expect at the show.”
“We’re going to have a lot of fun, that’s all we can say!” Louis exclaimed.
“We don’t want to give away all of the surprises,” Harry chimed in.
Most of the interview was spent talking about past times in Glasgow and a possibility of a new album and family and friends. Then, the interviewer asked a question I was dying to know how a certain someone would answer.
“So, we do this every time you’re here. We’re going to go down the line, and you’re going to say if you’re available or not.” Then, the interviewer started going down the line.
“I’m available,” Niall stated, looking directly at me when he said it. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
“I’m still dating Danielle. Hi babe!” Liam said, waving into the camera.
“Eleanor has my heart,” Louis comfirmed.
“I’m dating a lovely woman named Brooke. She’s wonderful,” Zayn said. He winked at her and Brooke couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.
And then, it was Harry’s turn. His answer could make or break how I felt about him.
“I’m single, but I’m sort of talking to a girl right now,” he answered.
“And there you go! Thank you, One Direction, and good luck with your gig!”
After the interview was over, the guys quickly headed to change into their performance clothes and make their way on stage. Brooke and I just stood to the side of the stage and waited for them to pop up. However, we could barely hear ourselves over the roar of all the people in the arena.
“So, you guys are talking, Harry said,” Brooke yelled in my ear so I could hear her.
“Yeah … but I want us to either be dating or not, you know?” I yelled back.
“Just ask him about it! Maybe he doesn’t know what you want.”
She had a point. We stopped talking because the boys popped up and began the show. It was so amazing to watch them do what they love to do the most. Everyone in the crowd was enjoying it, too.
Each of the guys had a moment to speak after a few songs. When it was Niall’s turn, this is what he said.
“Thank you so much, Glasgow. We love you so much. Now, if it’s okay, I would like to bring a special friend of ours on stage for a moment.” He looked over at Brooke and I. “Evelyn? Could you please come over here?”
What the fuck? I shook my head at him and began to walk away, but Louis had already run over to me and grabbed my arm and pulled me on stage.
“This is Evelyn,” Niall said, pointing to me. “You’ve probably seen some things about her. I just want to say that she is a good friend of all of ours and we would love it if you guys would accept her into our One Direction family.”
I didn’t hear one boo. The whole arena cheered as I was walking off stage. That was very comforting and I’m so glad Niall did that. The rest of the show was wonderful, and before we knew it, it was over. The guys came off stage and were headed to their dressing rooms to cool off before we headed to the hotel.
I went to Zayn’s room first because that is where Brooke was, and we talked for a while, but I could tell she wanted them to be alone so I made my way to Harry’s room. When I got there, the door was close. I knocked on it and slowly opened it, just in case he was naked or something.
“Harry, it’s just me-“
I quickly slammed the door back shut and ran out of that arena as fast as I could even though I heard multiple people call my name. I didn’t know where I was running to, I was just running.
I had to get as far away from Harry as possible. Now he could fuck the brunette I saw earlier all he wanted to without me interrupting him this time, because I was done.
“I will, Maddie. You have nothing to worry about, I’ll be fine. I love you, too,” I assured her. We pulled away from each other and it was Brooke’s turn to say goodbye to her. As they were talking, I went ahead and got on the bus with the rest of the guys. Zayn and Liam were playing FIFA already in the front, Harry was watching, and I could hear Niall playing guitar in the back of the bus.
Harry looked up at me and smiled, then patted at the seat beside him, wanting me to sit there. I motioned for him to hold on and I made my way to the back of the bus. I walked into the lounge area to find Niall strumming the chords to For the First Time by The Script and lightly singing along. He noticed I entered the room and he stopped playing. I closed the door to the lounge area and I took a look around. This place looked like a mini studio; it had a few guitars, a drum set, and a keyboard, which I took a seat behind.
“Keep going, it sounded great,” I murmured to Niall, placing my hands on the keyboard.
He nodded and continued to play, and I joined him on the keyboard. When he heard me start to play, he looked up me with a surprised look on my face. I just smiled him and began to sing where he left off. We sounded beautiful playing together.
Oh these times are hard,
Yeah, they’re making us crazy.
When we sang the last verse, even though I was looking down at the keys, I could see that Niall was looking up at me.
Don’t give up on me baby.
When we got done, we just looked at each other for a few seconds. Then he finally spoke.
“I didn’t know you could play piano like that, Evelyn. And your voice is amazing.”
I stood up from where I was sitting and took a seat next to Niall. “Only Madelyn, Brooke, and my mother know. I don’t perform in front of people, anymore.”
He put his guitar on the other side of him. “Can I ask why not?”
I let out a sigh. “Growing up, Daddy was such a musical man. He knew how to play so many instruments, and he had the voice of a god. When Maddie and I each turned six and I turned four, he asked us if we wanted to learn how to play something. Madelyn chose the guitar, and I chose the piano. He practiced with me every other day, and the days he wasn’t practicing with me, he was with Madelyn. We even performed at a locally owned music venue for charities around the state. Daddy on drums, Madelyn on guitar, and me on piano. But when he died when I was 13, I didn’t want to play anymore without him. Madelyn kept going because she wanted to make our dad proud, but I just wasn’t strong enough to perform in front of people anymore.”
At some point during me talking, Niall had grabbed both of my hands. He was also grinning at me. “You always smile when you talk about your father. He seems like he was the best mate in the world, and I know that he is proud of you for where you are now.”
I didn’t realize how happy thinking about my dad made me. But the happiness usually turned to numbness when I realized how he wasn’t here anymore. “He was the most wonderful man I’ve ever known.”
Niall rubbed a tear that I had let escape from my eye off of my cheek with his thumb. We then realized that the bus was already in motion.
“Do you want to go join the rest of the group?” he asked. I nodded and we both stood up. He was about to open the door when I grabbed his arm and pulled him into me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he tightly wrapped his around my waist.
“I’m so fucking sorry, Evelyn.”
“No, Niall, I’m sorry. You were just looking out for me this whole time, and I was being a dick.”
We pulled away from each other, but he kept his hands on my hips. “What is the situation with you and Harry?”
I looked down at the ground. “I … I don’t know, Niall. I like him, you know? He really helped me a lot when I needed it. But I don’t know what we are. I’m going to figure that out, first.”
“I know I messed up pretty bad, but I’m still here for you. You know you can always talk to me.”
I kissed him on the cheek. “Thank you, Niall.” We then joined everyone else in the main room of the bus.
-x-x-x-
About three hours passed before I knew it. We all sat in the main area of the lounge for the whole time either watching each other play FIFA or just joking around. We even played truth or dare at one point. It felt like everything was finally in the right place.
Except for with Harry and I. He would either have his hand on my knee rubbing it, or around my shoulder.
Every time I caught a small glance at Niall, he would flash me one of his adorable smiles, but I could tell in his eyes how hurt he was. But I told him I wanted to figure out what we were. How was I going to bring that up, though?
Eventually, it was brought to the attention about me playing the piano and singing. I had to tell the guys why I didn’t play anymore, too. Brooke has a smile on her face the whole time I was telling them. She knew how important music was to me and my family.
“Play something for us?” Zayn asked.
“I don’t … really know,” I replied.
“You played something with Niall, play something for us!” Louis stated.
“I’m sure Niall can join you on guitar,” Liam chimed in.
Niall nodded and went into the back room. He came back out with his guitar on his back and the keyboard in his hands. He sat it in front of me and then sat back down where he was.
“What are you going to play?” Harry asked us. I just shrugged.
Niall put on a thinking face and then began to strum a song. I instantly picked up on it and we began singing together again. This time, we were singing and playing to the song Absolute by The Fray. Niall and I locked eyes with each other the whole time. And when we sang two certain lines, the look in his eyes would intensify.
Quiet, but I’m sure there is something here.
Tell me everything ‘cause I want you here.
Singing with Niall made me feel like I did when I sang with Maddie and my dad back when I was younger. It made me feel free and like I could do anything. I was happy, and he was doing this for me. When I realized this, I smiled at him, and he knew why. He nodded at me and we finished the song. Applause erupted from the group.
Harry kissed me on my cheek, but I just kept looking at Niall. He looked away from me, however, whenever Harry kissed me. “You are amazing, Evelyn.”
“Thanks, Harry,” I replied. Niall quickly walked back into the back of the bus, closing the door behind him. While everyone stayed in the lounge, I decided to go to Harry’s bunk and take a quick nap before our stop in Glasgow. If I didn’t sleep, my head was going to explode.
-x-x-x-
About two hours had passed when I was woken up by the bus stopping. I stuck my head out of the bunk to see Brooke walking towards me.
“This is the last stop before we get to the arena. We’re in Moffat.”
I gave her a look. I hadn’t been in the UK for that long, I didn’t know many places outside of London.
She let out a sigh. “Moffat, Scotland. We’re like, an hour from Glasgow. We’re going to eat at this pizza place, here. ”
“I might as well make myself look presentable.” I said as I got out of the bunk and looked at Brooke. “Can you pick me out something to wear for tonight and meet me in their bathroom? I’m going to curl my hair in the restaurant’s bathroom.”
She agreed and I made my way inside. The guys were already sitting at a table waiting for Brooke and I, but I told them to give me a few minutes. Not everyone can wake up looking as great as they do. It only took me about five minutes to curl my hair, and as soon as I turned off my iron, Brooke joined me in the bathroom with clothes. She took my iron back to the bus and I put on what she brought me.
She picked out a pair of black shorts that glimmered if you stood in the light just right. She also picked out a grey crop top that came just above my belly button that had floral print on it. Not what I would have chosen, but she was better with fashion than I was.
I joined the guys and Brooke outside at the table. The only seat open was between Niall and Harry. Of course. I sat down and noticed a glass of water had already been ordered for me. I sat down and looked over at Harry.
“Thank you,” I praised, thinking he was the one who ordered it for me. I remember a talk we had before where I told him if I’m ever late to a restaurant table to just order me water.
He just gave me a confused look. “For?”
I shook my head and looked at Niall.
“You’re welcome,” he mouthed.
Harry wasn’t acting like the sweet Harry he was whenever I just got out of the hospital. He was acting like the old Harry; the one who just used me as a piece of meat. I really liked Harry, but he wasn’t treating me like a boyfriend should. Hell, he wasn’t even my boyfriend. If I was going to define the relationship like Madelyn said, it was going to have to be tonight.
-x-x-x-x-
We finished up quickly at the restaurant and made our way to Glasgow. When we arrived to the arena, the guys had to go to sound check and Brooke went to watch. I, on the other hand, ate too much pizza and was spending my time in the toilet. When I got done, I didn’t know where anyone was, so I just wandered around the place.
I eventually found Harry’s dressing room. The door was already slightly opened, so I just went ahead and entered. Harry wasn’t in there, but there was a woman in there. She seemed like she was in her mid-twenties. She had long, dark brunette hair and large green eyes. She was wearing a dress that was way too short, but that was probably why she was wearing it. I figured she was part of the styling team or whatever so I just nodded at her and walked out of the room. I then found Liam’s dressing room. I knocked on the door and he let me in, closing the door behind us. I was very close to Liam. He was like the big brother that I never had. He was always so protective over me and always listened when I needed to talk about my problems.
“You look nice today,” he complimented. “How are you feeling?”
“I don’t know, Liam. I’m lost,” I answered.
“Well, talk to me.”
“Niall and I made up,” I started. “And I’m starting to get all of those feelings I had for him back. But, the thing is, I like Harry.”
He scratched at his head. “Who makes you happiest?”
I let out a sigh. “Well, Harry was so kind and lovely with me when I got out of the hospital. It was great. But he isn’t really like that anymore. We just have sex. He’s great in bed, but that’s not all I want, you know?”
“And Niall?”
“Niall wants me to be happy no matter what. I realized that today when we were playing in the bus. But when I needed him the most, he wasn’t there; Harry was … Maddie said I need to define our relationship, and I think she’s right.”
“I agree. Niall talks about you all the time. He really fancies you, you know. When you’re not around, he can’t stop talking about you. Even when you are around, he can’t stop. He was so depressed after he said that to you. He didn’t eat for a while.”
“Niall … didn’t … eat?” That was a huge fucking deal. Niall was almost always eating something.
Liam nodded his head. “Harry doesn’t say much about you because he doesn’t want to talk about you around Niall. But we’ve all heard about your sex-capades.”
That made me uncomfortable. The fact that Harry was telling all of the guys about what we do behind closed doors made me pissed. I mean, Brooke and Madelyn know we have sex sometimes, but that is because they can just tell, I don’t have to tell them. Harry was pissing me off lately, and I was getting tired of it.
A few seconds after that, their manager came into the room. “Liam, you guys have an interview to do and then it’s show time.” The manager left the room and Liam looked at me.
“Come watch our interview. Maybe you’ll calm down,” Liam said, extending his hand to me. I grabbed it and he led me to the room they were doing the interview in. He let go of my hand before we went in though, just so none of the press in there started any rumors. When we got in there, I took a seat beside Brooke, who was sitting behind all the cameras and people. A few seconds after Liam sat down, they began the interview.
“One Direction! Welcome back to Glasgow!,” the interviewer greeted.
“It’s great to be back. We missed it here,” Liam said.
“So, it’s the first night of tour! Tell us what to expect at the show.”
“We’re going to have a lot of fun, that’s all we can say!” Louis exclaimed.
“We don’t want to give away all of the surprises,” Harry chimed in.
Most of the interview was spent talking about past times in Glasgow and a possibility of a new album and family and friends. Then, the interviewer asked a question I was dying to know how a certain someone would answer.
“So, we do this every time you’re here. We’re going to go down the line, and you’re going to say if you’re available or not.” Then, the interviewer started going down the line.
“I’m available,” Niall stated, looking directly at me when he said it. I shook my head and rolled my eyes.
“I’m still dating Danielle. Hi babe!” Liam said, waving into the camera.
“Eleanor has my heart,” Louis comfirmed.
“I’m dating a lovely woman named Brooke. She’s wonderful,” Zayn said. He winked at her and Brooke couldn’t help but let out a small laugh.
And then, it was Harry’s turn. His answer could make or break how I felt about him.
“I’m single, but I’m sort of talking to a girl right now,” he answered.
“And there you go! Thank you, One Direction, and good luck with your gig!”
After the interview was over, the guys quickly headed to change into their performance clothes and make their way on stage. Brooke and I just stood to the side of the stage and waited for them to pop up. However, we could barely hear ourselves over the roar of all the people in the arena.
“So, you guys are talking, Harry said,” Brooke yelled in my ear so I could hear her.
“Yeah … but I want us to either be dating or not, you know?” I yelled back.
“Just ask him about it! Maybe he doesn’t know what you want.”
She had a point. We stopped talking because the boys popped up and began the show. It was so amazing to watch them do what they love to do the most. Everyone in the crowd was enjoying it, too.
Each of the guys had a moment to speak after a few songs. When it was Niall’s turn, this is what he said.
“Thank you so much, Glasgow. We love you so much. Now, if it’s okay, I would like to bring a special friend of ours on stage for a moment.” He looked over at Brooke and I. “Evelyn? Could you please come over here?”
What the fuck? I shook my head at him and began to walk away, but Louis had already run over to me and grabbed my arm and pulled me on stage.
“This is Evelyn,” Niall said, pointing to me. “You’ve probably seen some things about her. I just want to say that she is a good friend of all of ours and we would love it if you guys would accept her into our One Direction family.”
I didn’t hear one boo. The whole arena cheered as I was walking off stage. That was very comforting and I’m so glad Niall did that. The rest of the show was wonderful, and before we knew it, it was over. The guys came off stage and were headed to their dressing rooms to cool off before we headed to the hotel.
I went to Zayn’s room first because that is where Brooke was, and we talked for a while, but I could tell she wanted them to be alone so I made my way to Harry’s room. When I got there, the door was close. I knocked on it and slowly opened it, just in case he was naked or something.
“Harry, it’s just me-“
I quickly slammed the door back shut and ran out of that arena as fast as I could even though I heard multiple people call my name. I didn’t know where I was running to, I was just running.
I had to get as far away from Harry as possible. Now he could fuck the brunette I saw earlier all he wanted to without me interrupting him this time, because I was done.
10/27/13