That One Night Sequel

A sequel to That One Night.
The return of someone makes things for Harry and Sarah's relationship not what they seem...
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58. Chapter 57

I check my appearance in the mirror. I couldn't believe he was making me go to this concert, he had something up his sleeve and I didn't want any embarrassment. But there was also a part of me that really wanted to go, curious at what he was doing. The curiousness has taken over. 
For the concert I'd just chosen to wear my white converse and a dungaree dress with a black cropped top underneath. My hair was still curly from last night so I left that alone and just applied the little makeup I needed. 
Lara had texted me saying that she was going too so she was coming to pick me up in a taxi. 
I heard a car pull up outside, I locked the door and ran out, getting into the taxi. But there was someone in the front.

"Layla, what're you doing here?!" I chuckle.

"Niall invited me," she says shyly.

"So I guess you had a good night then," I wink at her. She blushes and turns back to face the front.

"How was your night?" Lara asks me.

"It was....eventful," I sigh.

"We'll he must've done something right, if you're here" she tells me.

"I'm just curious that's all," I state. She rolls her eyes and asks Layla where she got her dress from. 
I get my phone out of my purse and check my tweets. I still got hateful tweets but now I've just learnt to ignore them. But today I looked at my mentions. 
One said "Sarah's coming to the concert tonight. Probably trying to win Harry back. Too bad he's mine!" I laughed quietly and rolled my eyes at their comment. Little did they know. 
But then the tweet underneath caught my eye. "#weloveyousarah!" Well that's unexpected. I clicked the hash tag and a whole load of tweets came up. I scrolled through them, occasionally liking some and then checked Harry's tweets. 
But there was nothing on his twitter except a picture of the fans outside the arena a few hours ago. I was too confused so I just closed twitter and chatted to the girls until we got there.


We'd got special clearance to go backstage, so we didn't get mobbed but we had to walk through the crowds anyway. I took a deep breath in before exiting the taxi. I'd taught myself not to listen to the surroundings around me, over fear of being insulted. I quickly walked to the doors with my head down but someone grabbed my arm.

"Sarah listen," it was Layla and she was stood there watching the crowd. I took my barriers down and actually listened.

"We love Sarah! We love Sarah!" Were the cheers coming from every direction. It brought tears to my eyes at how thoughtful they were being. We then got pushed inside and taken to the boy's dressing room.

"Hey guys," I say walking in. Harry is by my side immediately.

"I was worried you weren't going to come," he whispers in my ear.

"I thought I would return the favour seen as though you cleaned my whole house," I smile.

"I didn't want you doing it on your birthday," he grins, "even though I was deathly hung over." That makes me laugh. "Happy Birthday by the way," he tells me taking my hand. I'm about to shake him off when I feel something cold in my hand. I open it to find a delicate silver chain. There's a charm on there of a paper airplane.

"It's beautiful," I say, putting it on. I look up to him smiling and staring at it.

"It was my mums, she gave it me to give to you. Before we broke up," he adds. The conversation turns awkward so I smile at him again and go and greet the rest of the boys. Harry just stays stood in the corner. 
The rest of the boys had bought me a new bowler hat that is wanted. I put it on and luckily it matched my outfit perfectly.

"Guys you're on in ten," a technician comes in, telling the boys. So they leave and get their microphones sorted. I stop Harry before he left.

"Good luck," I tell him. He smiles and leaves but not before kissing my cheek lightly.

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