For Your Eyes Only

~Annie’s POV~
I was so excited to be here. Just like the first time I came with Niall, I called my boss and explained that I had to go because of some family complications. He understood, and I knew my job would be there if I needed it because he was such an amazingly kind person.
I scooted through the rows of screaming fans to my seat in near the back of the audience. I felt a thrill course through my veins as I looked around me. I hadn’t been recognized yet, but someone would eventually. Niall had said it was too dangerous for me to be in the audience, but I wanted to. I had never been to a live show before. Besides, I wanted to be with the girls and guys who loved him just as much as I did. The girls and guys who had known him from the beginning. I wanted them to be just as much a part of our relationship as the boys. They probably knew him better than I did, and that was important to me.
“I’m so excited!” screamed the girl next to me.
“Me too,” I replied, trying not to scream, but still competing with the noise of thousands of people cheering and shouting.
“Hey, I know you! You’re Annie,” she said, looking as if she was about to pass out.
“Yeah, hi!” I replied. “What’s your name?”
“Milly! Milly Terrance! Shouldn’t you be in one of those fancy boxes up top?” she asked. I smiled and laughed.
“That wouldn’t be any fun! I wanted to be with everyone else rather than locked up in some box away from all the excitement!”
“Sweet!” Suddenly the music began playing to the song ‘Hey Angel’.
“Here they come,” I shouted. Then they appeared, stepping off their panels and flooding the arena with their beautiful voices.
Song after song they continued to feed the energy in the room. I hadn’t even heard all of the songs, but so far my favorite was ‘Temporary Fix’. It was so much fun! I loved the silliness on stage. We weren’t even half way through and Louis had already soaked Liam in water, Harry had caught three bras, and Niall had fallen over twice. Finally the boys came together in the middle and sat down for a quieter song.
“This song is a favorite of Niall’s,” said Harry. “It’s quite romantic, and a lot of fun, so here’s If I Could Fly.
I could swear I’d heard that title somewhere, but I couldn’t think of it for the life of me… The sweet piano music drifted through the quieting stadium, but when Harry began to sing I nearly cried.
“If I could fly, I’d be coming right back home to you. I think I might give up everything, just ask me to.” All four of them were scanning the audience with more concentration than usual as Liam’s smooth voice filled the arena.
“Pay attention. I hope that you listen, cause I let my guard down. Right now I’m completely defenseless.” The song went on until I was in hysterics. Tears were showering down my face and I’m pretty sure I looked like I just had a baby or something. Suddenly Louis’ eyes locked onto mine as he began a solo, signaling the others.
“I’ve got scars, even though they can’t always be seen…” I felt a tap on my shoulder and looked over to see Paul holding his hand out. I took it and allowed him to lead me down the aisle to the front, ignoring the gasps and whispers of my name. He handed me a tissue as I sobbed. “And pain gets hard, but now you’re here and I don’t feel a thing.” Paul helped me onto the stage and I was met by Niall’s hand held out to me, pulling me to center stage. He looked directly into my eyes and sang, knowing that every word came from my heart as well as his.
“Pay attention, I hope that you listen, cause I let my guard down. Right now I’m completely defenseless.” The crowed screamed as he pulled me into his arms and began to softly sway us back and forth as he sang.
“For your eyes only, I show you my heart. For when you’re lonely, or forget who you are. I’m missing half of me when we’re apart. Now you know me. For your eyes only.” I couldn’t stop crying as he sang my song, as he sang my heart. I never thought that he’d care about it so much. I just wanted him to know how I felt. This was so perfect, I almost forgot that there were ten thousand people watching. The song ended with my face buried in Niall’s shoulder. I flinched as I felt three people crash into our hug, but relaxed, knowing they’d never hurt me. I was safe.
“I love you, Annie,” Niall said, the noise blocked out by their bodies.
“We all love you, so don’t you ever think we don’t,” echoed Harry.
“I-I love you guys too. I love you all so much, even after only two months. I don’t know why, but I do,” I laughed. I don’t even know why I was laughing, but I was. We all untangled from our messy huddle and I looked out to the crowed and held my hands above my head and began clapping. I began applauding my boys, and the... the family of One Direction followed.

Notes

We aren't just fans, even those of us (including myself) who haven't been there from the start. We are a family, and if people can't accept that then screw them.