On the way to the stadium Marie ignored Harry; she didn't even look at him when he spoke. As small as that was everyone noticed. She

received a lot of questioning looks to which she replied that it was nothing.

They had almost an hour before the show started and they all sat in the dressing room. Liam and Zayn whispered excitedly to each other,

looking up at the brown girl in their band mate's lap every now and then. Louis and Harry sat in the arm chair together and they practiced their

songs in whispers.

Niall was singing softly in his girlfriend's ear, smiling against her hair. He wanted to know what was up with her and Harry but didn't want to

restart her headache. Maybe later tonight he could ease into the conversation and-

Liam interrupted the blonde's thoughts with an outburst. "Yes!" He realized a moment later that he'd shouted. "Sorry,"

"Care to share?" Louis drawled and his tongue snaked out over his lips against the curly boy's shoulder. He winked when he saw Marie's

smile. The older boy knew what had happened between his boyfriend and her; he knew both of their feelings. He loved them both, in different

ways, of course, but he didn't know how to fix them.

Marie had overreacted about the kiss and she knew she'd have to apologize to her ex later. Right then, though, her heart was melting over

the scene in front of her. She had always shipped Larry and seeing it in action made her want to cry. The relationship the two boys had was

like a fairytale. Love and magic and beauty surrounded the pair. She felt like only Louis saw what she did, though, and it hurt her to think he

was hurting.

The boys were welcomed on stage to the sound of ten thousand screaming girls. They all put on bright smiles and played their parts well. The

brown girl watched from backstage, she was on her feet whooping and jumping with the rest of the girls. Two songs in Liam asked everyone

to settle down for a minute.

"Zayn and I have a surprise for you and the lads," He began and motioned for the stage hand to lead the confused Marie out.

"Leelee," Maz complained but held her arm out so the mic could be wired. "What are you doing?"

"We want you to sing," Zayn piped up from beside her. He knew the song she'd want and told Josh to start it.