CHAPTER TWENTY- ONE
Who Cares About That?
I clapped with the rest of the crowd the lads finished their song. Ever since the damage control concert, I had received zero hate, and I was happy for that. It was so peaceful to open up your twitter and knowing that there was not going to be someone hating because you are dating someone else.
I was also excited due to the fact that after this show, the lads were going to have another week free, meaning that we would head out to DISNEY WORLD! I was already wearing my Minnie ears, even though we were going to leave until the next morning. Once the concert was over, I made my way towards the backstage when I saw a little girl with a Build-A-Bear with a One Direction shirt slumped down on a corner.
“Sweetie.” I spoke as I approached to her. The little girl looked up to me and I saw that she had tears in her eyes. “Are you alright? Did you get lost?”
“I think that my sisters left me here.” She replied hugging her bear tighter. I nodded and kneeled in front of her. “I’m scared.”
“Come with me.” I said. “Zayn is my brother, and I’m sure that he will help us find your sisters.” She looked up at me in awe and I gave her a smile stretching my hand out so that she could take it. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes.” She whispered taking my hand. “My two sisters are in love with Louis and Zayn, and they said that they were going to find a way to meet them. They told me stay put, but I am scared.”
“That was wrong of them.” I say as we made our way towards the backstage. I knew that sometimes, fangirls got to meet the lads even when they didn’t have a meet and greet. It was some sort of unwritten rule that if there were less than five girls waiting outside of the backstage, they would get inside and get a couple of songs with them.
Paul saw me walking towards the door and raised an eyebrow when he saw me with the little girl. I mouthed him a lost, and he nodded, we had a protocol if we ever came across a lost girl.
Once we both entered the backstage, we could hear some girls laughing with the lads. I frowned, knowing damn well that these girls were the sister of the smaller girl that was with me. I turned to face her, and she gave me a nod, those were her sisters. A smirk appeared on my face as I stood on the doorway. I was going to make sure that they hated me.
“Oi lads.” I spoke entering. “You’re not going to believe what just happened to me.” They all turned to face me. “I was walking towards here, when I saw a small girl crying because both her sisters had left her on a corner whilst the found a way to meet you.” I was now carrying the girl. “Poor little angle right?”
“Yes!” Niall shouted as he ran towards us. “Who’s evil enough to leave you alone?” He added whilst he grabbed the girl and tickled her. “What’s your name?” At this point, Zayn and Louis were frowning and the girls looked ashamed.
“I’m Ana.” She smiled. “Like Princess Ana from Frozen.” She added making Niall and I laugh.
“You are surely a Princess.” Niall kissed her cheek. “I like your bear.” He added and she blushed. “What’s his name?”
“Niall.” She blushed with a beautiful small smile. Niall winked at the girl and took her to the other corner. I rolled my eyes at the girls and crossed my arms over my chest.
“She said that to you?” Blond girl asked and I raised an eyebrow. “We told her not to talk with strangers.” I frowned and rolled my eyes. “Who are you even to take that girl with you?”
“A responsible person.” I replied. “Your little sister was crying when I approached to her. She told she was scared and that her two older sisters had left her alone.” I snapped. “How dare you leave a small girl alone in a place packed with people?”
“It’s none of your business!” Brunette replied and I rolled my eyes. “She’s not your sister, but ours.”
“I’m heading over to the bus.” I told Zayn. “Harry’s there right?” He nodded. “I think I might just crash, I’m so tired.”
“Sure.” Zayn replied and walked over to Niall and Louis who were with the little girl.
“How dare you ruin our chance?” Blond girl snarls.
“What chance?” I questioned. “Zayn and Louis are both taken.” I added. “So get over them girls.”
“You don’t deserve Harry.” Brunette spoke and I laughed.
“Who cares about that?” I questioned. “Who cares about what you think? Harry likes me and I like him. End of deal.”
With that I turned around and left to meet with Harry at the tour bus. No one is going to make me feel less of myself ever again.