I realize there may have been confusion, so I'm going to clear some things.

This: ~~~ is me coming out of my Author's Note.

This: ~ signifies a time change.

This: ~~ signifies a prospective change.

This chapter is dedicated to Cassie and Delaney, for what you did at the beach for me. I love you, too, guys. You're too sweet. Xx

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I tried not to notice all the girls screaming around me; they were rather loud, and it made my ears hurt so much. However, I almost started screaming with them when the boys appeared onstage. Now, I want to say that I was a good sister and was proud to see my older brother so happy, making others happy, and realizing how successful and famous they really were, but, honestly, I don't want to lie to you. I am proud of my brother, I really am! But... I wasn't really paying much attention to him throughout the concert. In my defense, it wasn't hard to stare at Niall when he was staring at me whenever he wasn't singing. Which was most of the time. I actually don't understand why he doesn't have more parts in songs on the album; his voice is really amazing... Okay, now I'm POSITIVE I've been spending too much time talking to Eleanor. Cue the annoyed sigh. Anyway, I kind of spent a little of the concert staring at Niall... Okay, most of the concert... Okay, maybe all of it, but can you really blame me? I didn't think so.

The boys were all laughing and grinning when the guard, (whose name, I had learned, was Cameron), led me backstage.

"Cassie!" Louis shouted when I entered, causing me to wince. "Did you like it?!" He shouted/asked, grinning.

"It was loud." I remarked, which was quite an understatement. I could hardly hear the boys singing with all the screaming in my ears, which seemed kind of stupid to me. I mean, they paid money for tickets to the concert, to hear the boys sing, and yet they were screaming too loud to actually hear them sing. I figured the only reason I could really hear them at all was because my seat was right next to the stage. A few times throughout the concert, when he wasn't singing, Niall would make eye contact with me and grin; I'd grin back. Apparently a lot of the girls who were near me in the front row noticed, also, and began screaming even louder in my ear, making my head hurt. Most of the concert for me was spent trying to block out the screaming and nurse my headache. I think Niall and Liam noticed because they were both giving me worried looks for the rest of the concert.

Louis rolled his eyes. "I know it was loud. I was there, remember?" He chuckled. "Seriously, Cassie, did you like it?"

I paused for a moment, thinking. Other than the noise, I had really liked the songs, from what words I could gather from them. The screaming girls, remember?

Nodding, I smiled at him. "I actually really liked the songs." I said, feigning a shocked expression.

As expected, Louis pouted. "You didn't expect to like them?"

I mentally smirked. Too easy. "Well..." I started, but then laughed at his expression. "Lou, I'm joking! I knew I would love your songs." I grinned at him. Zayn and Harry were laughing at Louis, while Liam and Niall were talking.

"We're going out to eat." Liam announced, after shaking his head at Niall and standing.

"What's a good place to eat?" Liam asked our American driver, Steve.

"Is there a Nandos here in America?!" Niall interrupted.

Steve chuckled. "Unless you want a six-hour trip to a completely different state, the only one in which there is a Nandos in this country, no."

Niall groaned and sat back in his seat, dejected.

"Why don't you just surprise us and take us wherever you think is nice?" Liam suggested.

Steve shrugged. "Whatever you say."

Ten minutes later, and we're standing outside a building with the name 'Red Lobster'. What kind of name is that? Aren't all lobsters red?

It was actually a pretty uneventful meal. I was proud of myself for managing to not only read the menu without any help, but also to order by myself. Just because I completely hated what I'd ordered and couldn't even tell you what it was doesn't mean anything. I had still ordered by myself. I was so proud of myself, and that's all that matters, right?

The ride to our hotel for the night was also uneventful. I wish I could say that the boys were tired, and fell asleep on the way, like me, but that didn't happen, so I can't. Telling the truth, remember?

When we arrived at the hotel, I didn't look at it much, figuring all hotels would be the same and that it wasn't too interesting to me.

We walked into the hotel, well, I walked, they practically ran, ready for bed. Well, I was, at least. The lady at the desk chuckled at the boys' behavior. Luckily, no one else was there to chastise them as we got into the elevator.

"What are we going to do tonight?" Zayn asked excitedly.

Niall groaned. "Sleep?" At least someone agrees with me.

Zayn rolled his eyes. "You're the only one tired, Niall. Your vote doesn't count."

I sighed. "I'm tired, too. I don't see how you guys are still awake?" I narrowed my eyes at Zayn. "Have you had any caffeine recently, by any chance?"

He just sighed. "Fine. Cassie and Niall can go to bed." We'll just use Louis' room to do something actually fun.

I rolled my eyes as the elevator pinged and we walked out. "You do realize that Lou's room is mine, too, right?"

Zayn groaned. "Please?" Louis asked me, eyes wide and lips in full pout form.

I sighed hugely. "Fine..." I said, dragging out the word. He grinned and hugged me tightly. All the boys filed into my room, including Niall.

Not wanting to participate in whatever they were doing, I went to take a shower. That might have also had something to do with the fact that Liam and Niall were occupying my bed, while Harry, Zayn, and Lou took the other.