Adrenaline and anticipation
I hung up the phone chuckling at hearing Matthew fan girl...er boy? I wonder if he's changed any? The last time I saw him, he had short black hair and had a different girl in his bed every night. I frowned, disapproving, and hoping he did. I jumped as I heard the dressing room door open. I look at Harry and Louis and feel my cheeks start to burn. It was still quite odd, they only just told us about a month ago, yet they still hid it pretty well. Just an occasional glance here and there, or an occasional whisper of this or that... Oh ya and moans and the bed squeaking almost every week. I put my head in my hands as my face gets hotter.
"You ok Nialler?" Louis asked as he put his hand on my shoulder.
I quickly nodded.
"Ya I'm fine.. It's just odd, ya know? I've never really been around gay people, let alone walking in on them practically sucking each other's faces off..." I said, as I looked up and saw both of their faces bright red.
"You three look like tomatoes." All our heads snapped to the right as we heard a familiar Bradford accent. "Liam, wanted to tell you three to get your asses in your places, we're going on in less than two." Zayn said and we all gasped.
I started to sprint to my spot since it's on the other side of the stage.. I finally got to my spot and I breathed in and out, listening to our girls scream... And guys I guess. I shook my head clearing all my thoughts and focused. I rolled my shoulders a few times and stretched my neck.
"Ready Niall?" I looked over and saw Paul, I nodded.
I squatted and felt myself being shot up, and soon was greeted with bright lights and screaming fans.
"Are ya ready to party California!?" I yelled into my mic, and felt the familiar rush of adrenaline that I loved dearly.
I haven't stopped twitching since we got to the concert, I grabbed Nicks hand and looked over at him, he smiled and squeezed my hand, he knew how excited I was . I leaned over and pecked his lips, still smiling I looked at the stage and said
"I'm so excited I might cry, I can't believe we have front row seats!!!!" I squeal.
Nick rubbed circles with his thumb on my hand, I see the lights dim and I jump up and start screaming much to the dismay of poor Nick. I see them pop up and I see Niall first and I wave at him, at the same time telling Nick "he's the one I lived next too" he can't even tell who's harry and who's zayn, so I was just clarifying for him. I need to do something special for him later since I dragged him here , maybe Starbucks or something. They finish they're last song and I get very excited because I get to see them backstage in a few minutes,
"Nick, you don't have to come back if you don't want to." He looks at me, curse his dimples they make me melt
"no its okay I want to" he says reassuringly.
I put my arm around his neck and lean down, I kiss his cheeks, his forehead and his nose, then I kiss his lips, which I may add are delushious. I squeal when I realize we can start going backstage, we squeeze past the rows of seats and knock on the backstage "for management only" door filled with anticipation and anxiety. I instinctively grab Nicks hand and take a deep breath.
A/N ok so Idk why the font is different, but I'am writing in my iPod sooooo ya anywho thank my bestie/co author for the chapter, I wasn't going to update today but she changed my mind so ya.