The show I had to perform after that dream was horrendous. I don't even know how I managed to get through it without passing out. I quickly ran off stage as soon as I finished my set, completely ignoring the boys as they waiting for me back stage.

I shouldn't have done it but I couldn't help it. I looked back as I walked down the corridor, eyes locking with Harry's. I quickly looked to the left of Harry who's eyes were still glued to me and I have to say, the look on Liam's face as they went on stage was not a happy one.

I flopped on the bed in my dressing room for what felt like the thousandth time today. I let my eyes drop closed and images of my dream came flooding back to me. The way his hands felt on my skin and the way both our lips where slightly red after the moments we spent together. I sat up quickly shaking my head to get the thoughts away.

I couldn't stop thinking about that damn dream, I tried my best to think about Liam and how he would feel if he found out, but I just can't seem to stick on one subject without it relating back to Harry in some way. I need to tell Liam that I can't be with him anymore, but I honestly don't feel like I can.

I was knocked out of my thoughts by the rumble of my door and five sweaty, happy lads walking in. I looked at Liam and smiled softly as he sat next to me on the sofa.

"Hey babe, you okay?" He said kissing my cheek.

I couldn't speak so I just nodded and smiled as the rest on the boys positioned themselves, Niall on the other side of me and Louis, Zayn and Harry sat on the floor in front.

All the boy started talking about the show and how it was the best show they've had so far. As usual I was completely lost in the conversation and was just mindlessly staring at the curly one as he spoke. Liam must have noticed this as he wriggled in seat and kissed my head. I looked up at him and smiled wide as an idea popped into my head.

"Let's go out?!" I asked.

I didn't need to wait for an answer and all five boys smiled like kids at Christmas before scrambling out the room to get ready.

An hour later all but one of us where ready. That one was me. I quickly applied some dark red lipstick before sliding on my favourite dress. A plain black laced one that hugged my body perfectly and came to just above my knees. I inspected myself one last time in the bathroom mirror before adding my newest pair of black heels and entering the lounge.

"Ready?" I smiled as I stepped off the tour bus into the minivan waiting outside.
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Alcohol ran through my veins at a quickening pace as Harry approached me. I was standing at the bar alone watching the rest of the lads have a dance with each other, they seemed to have formed their own little circle on the dance floor.

"Shot?" Harry asked as he gave the barman the signal without even waiting for my answer.

"3, 2, 1!" I smiled and downed the shot, it burning as it went down.

"So why aren't you dancing?" I slurred.

"You're drunk!" Harry laughed as he leaned closer to me.

My brain was telling me to move back however my drunken state which was ever so quickly revealing my sober mind said otherwise and moved a little closer to the slightly drunk boy.

"You didn't answer my question." I said poking his chest.

"It seemed more interesting to be over here." He whispered in my ear.

My whole body shivered as his breath slightly hit my neck. I brushed it off and began laughing as I stole Harry's phone and ran off towards a corridor. I wasn't sure where it was going to take me but I was drunk so I didn't care. Harry chased me for a while before I stopped and leant against a wall out of breath.

The curly haired boy stopped so close to me I had to look up to see his face.

"I want to kiss you." He said slowly.

I put his phone in my pocket and grabbed his hands.

"Then do it." I smiled.

He looked at me for a while before slowly connecting his lips to mine. They where soft yet slightly chapped giving me the most perfect feel. I laced my hands around his neck and pulled him closer. Thoughts of Liam popped into my head causing me to stop and pull away. My body instantly filling with regret. I wanted to kiss him again but I was stopped by the sound of his voice.

"Liam?" He asked his head pressed against mine.

I nodded slowly.

"I wanna go home Harry." I whispered.

"I'll take you." He half smiled as he grabbed my hand and pulled me back towards to bar.

It took us a few minutes to get back the main area but once we did I stopped walking. Harry noticed this as his hand tugged mine and I didn't move. My eyes locked on the dance floor. Liam was dancing. Not just dancing his arms where snaked around this girls waist, foreheads pressed together as she grinded on his hips.

I walked over to the bar steaming with anger. I grabbed the first drink I saw which was luckily a pint and walked onto the dance floor. I stopped right in front of Liam and the girl. I tapped him on the shoulder and his face dropped. I smiled sweetly at him before pouring the whole pint over his head and walking out of the bar into the cold air.

I ran down the road for a few seconds before I fell against a wall and the tears began flowing. How could he do that?

"Shannon!" I heard a voice shout from down the road, I looked up, relieved to find it was Harry.

I ran to him faster than I've ever ran before and wrapped my arms around him tightly.

"Hey hey hey, It's okay, shhh." He said softly.

"Ugh. I'm so angry!" I screamed moving away from him.

"Talk to me Shannon."

"I'm not angry because he cheated, because I've just done that with you, but he could have done it with someone he has feelings for and not some dirty whore in a bar!"

"Feelings?" Harry asked shocked.

"Can you just take me home?" I asked softly as I walked away.

"Yeah sure." He sighed as he caught up with me softly wrapping his arm around my waist.

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