113. #114: Before MSG…
#114: Before MSG...
Louis: He's lounging around with you, not exactly taking all of it in lightly (because he's so star-struck and so in awe and so happy), but trying to stay calm so no one sees through his facade. "Wow," he mumbles as he stares out onto the empty stage, holding your hand tightly in his. "Look at all of this, and you're going to be here, and I just can't...."
Niall: He's drinking as much water as he can, swearing that he's fine, but looking a little pale. So, when he starts asking for you, it's a little more than necessary to ask if he really is alright. "I'm fine," he breathes into your hair, relaxing a little more now that he has you to reassure him that he'll kick ass, "I'm fine now, I'm fine. Thanks for being here, love."
Liam: He's gathering all the boys around and making sure each and every one is ready as he's nearly bouncing up and down from excitement. "MSG, babe!" he says to you, clutching your face firmly in his hands and kissing you not once, not twice, but more than three times as happiness bubbles through him. "Look how far we got, I can't believe...."
Zayn: He's trying to get in as many kisses as possible, no matter how many people tell him to get ready for the big night. "Few more, few more," he bargains with you against your lips, pushing your back against the dressing room door one more time, "Few more minutes...." But 'a few more minutes' turns out to be a bit longer and hotter than anticipated.
Harry: He's shaking a little bit, his hand clutching onto yours for support. "You'll be fine, Harry," you assure him softly, kissing his forehead and squeezing his hand, "You'll be fine." He looks down at you and gives your hand a little squeeze back, finally responding and looking a little more like himself. "Yeah, I'll be fine.... I can do this. I'll be fine."