Chapter 19;
I cocked my head, taking in my appearance in the full length mirror. The dress was tight, and fit snuggly around my small curves. It was shorter, but not bad. It was blue, and really brought out my eyes, but I still didn't really like it. I peeked my head out the curtain, and Sara, Harry and Charlie turned to look at me.
"Come on out here then," Harry cooed, smiling encouragingly. He'd picked this one. I shook my head in protest.
"G, just get out here," Charlie sighed, crossing her arms over her chest. She had lightened up since we left the studio yesterday, but I could tell that she was in work mode. I slumped my shoulders and timidly stepped out around the curtain. Harry's eyebrows rose as he looked me up and down.
"Look at dat ass," Sara laughed, getting up to inspect the dress up close. She would probably be the only one who could talk me into this dress; she could talk me into anything. I looked down in embarrassment.
"It really does look great on you," Charlie smiled, and I shrugged. I'd never been good at handling compliments.
"What exactly is this for again?" I asked, looking up through my chestnut hair. Harry smiled.
"Well," he said, rocking back and forth on his heels, "The tour is kind of starting early." My head shot up, and I met his eyes in panic. Does this mean he was leaving?
"Calm your tits G," Sara munched on a pretzel, back on her stool, obviously she'd been informed of this before me. "The first concert is tonight, and we're going. Of course." my heart rate slowed back to normal and I nodded. I looked at myself again. If I was going to be in front of all their fans, I did need to look good. I sighed.
"Well then this will just have to do," I decided and Harry did a little dance making me giggle.
"Point for the Haz," he said pointing his fingers at Charlie, "she likes the clothes I pick better." Charlie hit him playfully on the shoulder, and I smiled at seeing the side of her I'd quickly grown fond of.
"Hey, I gotta run, we've got a signing before this," he said turning to me, and pulling me in for a hug. "You could always come early though, and meet some fans." I kissed him lightly, and he smiled. "I'll be waiting for you gorgeous," he said, and jogged out the door to where the other boys were waiting.
"You do realize that we're gonna have to be sweet tonight right," I said facing Sara as I scurried back into the tiny room to change into my regular clothes. I heard her snort.
"I wouldn't do anything to make the boys look bad, don't worry," she said confidently. I walked out of the room and gave her a suspicious look.
"Yeah, I'm sure little miss I'm gonna rub all up on Niall's dick in front of management?" I laughed and she just shrugged, shoving the rest of a pretzel in her mouth.
"Sara?" I yelled, a bit overwhelmed by the screaming girls that were practically swarming us. Yes, I've been to concerts, but the fans are a whole different story when you're the one they coming after. Sara found my hand and pulled me to her protectively. I laughed and smiled at all the girls. Outside the mob I noticed a younger girl standing alone, just watching us. I pulled away from Sara, and pushed my way through the crowd.
"Hey there," I said, smiling and crouching down to her level. She smiled shyly and I reached out to shake her small hand. I used to dislike the boys younger fans, but this girl was just too cute.
"I'm Gurveer," I smiled as her little hand wrapped around mine.
"I'm Brynn," she said proudly. I couldn't resist her gapped smile.
"Well Brynn, where's your mum and dad, you can't be here all alone," she looked at me sadly.
"I can't find them," I looked around. That was probably easy to do here. I picked her up, she had to be about 6.
"Well, how about you come stay with the boys and I until I can find your mom," I said, walking towards the secured area that the boys were in. Sara gave me a weird look, but I shook it off. I loved kids, I couldn't help it. I passed Paul, smiling and the little girl waved. He nodded at both of us. The boys were all just standing around talking, they still had a bit of time before the show. Zayn saw me first and waved. I smiled softly, walking into the room.
"And who's this little cutie?" Liam asked from a couch, and Brynn hid shyly, but giggled.
"She's lost her parents, so I'm going to leave her here for a moment while I go find them," I explained, "Sara's not particularly in a child mood right now." The boys nodded and I exited the room quickly. I looked around, not knowing how I would ever find them. Last resort time G. I stood on a chair, and some people were already looking.
"'Scuse me," I yelled as loud as I could, and the crowd grew quiet, "Is anyone here missing a little brown eyed girl named Brynn?" I searched the crowd, then saw a familiar face coming through the crowd. I hopped off the chair, and smiled at her.
"Oh God, thank you! My mom was ready to kill me," Paige huffed, and I gave her a little hug.
"Nice seeing you again. She's back with the boys," I said motioning towards the back room. Her eyes widened, and she nodded.
"Stay cool please. Don't flip out," I said leading her back towards the room. I peaked into the room, and grinned at what I saw. Harry was lying on the floor, holding Brynn up in an airplane and she was giggling uncontrollably. He'll be a great father someday. The thought startled me, and I pushed it from my mind.
"Nice meeting you Brynn," they all said, leaning down to hug the small girl, "Hope you enjoy the show." Paige led her out of the room.
"Good luck boys," I grinned, "I've got to go find Sara, and we're just going to find some seats in the crowd."
"They're already reserved, front row," Harry smiled, kissing my cheek. I waved as they rushed out of the room and towards the stage. And so the show begins.
"Oh my lord, it's so loud down here," I shouted at Sara, but she was in her own world. Dancing all over the place and singing along. I laughed, and looked up at the stage. Being close to the boys wasn't as big of a deal for me as it would've been before, but the experience was something I could definitely get used to. They were nearing the end of What Makes You Beautiful when suddenly the lights dimmed drastically. A spotlight turned on, right on me.
"What," I looked up at the stage, and Harry was sitting on the stage, his feet dangling off. Girls screamed all around us, as he started his solo, and took my hand. A chorus of "awhs" rang through the audience.
"Kiss him now," Sara whispered sternly in my ear. I couldn't, no, not in the middle of the concert. Harry had other ideas. He dropped off the stage, the spotlight following him. The arena grew silent, then his lips met mine. The adrenaline of doing something this risky rushed through me, and all but took over. I resisted the urges to press further. I remembered Brynn, and all the other little girls here. I pulled away from him reluctantly. He gave me a cheeky grin, and winked as Louis reached down to pull him back up on stage.
"Get it Styles," someone screamed from the crowd. I laughed, looking around, and surprisingly not feeling overly embarrassed. Sara gave me a side hug and we danced together through the slower songs. We chatted quietly about plans for after the concert. Plans…yeah, what plans we'd made. I smiled to myself. I felt something brush the top of my head and it landed with a soft thud on the stage.
"Oh my lord," Sara laughed, standing on her tiptoes. I shook my head. The song ended and Harry shuffled over to the unidentified object. He lifted it up, and I about died. A neon pink leopard print thong.
"Is this clean," he asked looking out in the crowd, he had one eyebrow raised and he glanced down at me, and he winked. Oh God, please no.
"Cause if it is, this would probably look pretty nice on my girlfriend," I hid my face in Sara's hair, totally horrified. She laughed even harder, and I could tell she was close to being more gasping for air than laughing. The fans all screamed as Harry disregarded the underwear at the side of the stage. He looked down at me one more time, beamed, and then the next song started up.
"I've never been backstage at a concert before," I muttered as Harry pulled me around the cluttered area. Sara and Niall had gotten "lost." Bullshit. The minute we'd been escorted to the back they were all over each other. I tried to tell her I'd see her later, but when I turned the corner Niall was pushed up against her, and the wall for God's sake. I chuckled, and decided I'd stay until they noticed me. His hands rested on her lower hips, her's wrapped around his neck. A small, wraspy moan escaped from Niall when Sara bite down softly on his bottom lip. Apparently a turn on, seeing as his grip tightened on her and his mouth started to slowly travel across her jaw line and down her neck. She tangled her small hands in his hair, and I closed my eyes. Okayy, bad decision on my part.
"So uh, before you guys get too into it," I laughed, and Niall stumbled back off of her in surprise. Sara just stared at me, and when I winked she gave me the finger.
"I'll see you two later. Behave," I grinned, "and don't forget that you two both love me deep down." I turned around the corner, as Sara said something too quiet for me to hear. I glanced back over my shoulder and ran smack into Harry.
"Watching them get freaky, yeah?" He laughed, his eyes swirling with emotion. I couldn't deny the fact that I wanted him. He saw it in my eyes, and took my hand.
"Where are we going?" I giggled, picking up my pace to keep up with him. He pulled me into a small room, with a dark colored couch and tv. He closed the door with his foot, not leaving my side. His hands found my body quickly, and mine found him. His eyes flickered down to mine as his hot breath hit my face. At that moment, it wasn't a want anymore, I needed him. My lips found his, and he kissed me hungrily, his tongue gliding across mine. I breathed heavily, grateful for his strong hands that supported my small frame. Tonight, it seemed like a battle for dominance. We stumbled backwards, and my heel caught the small rug, but Harry caught me. He smirked softly, before nudging me down onto the couch. His body fell onto mine, but he caught himself. He straddled my waist, one knew on either side. I smiled up at him. I pulled him down, so that I could softly kiss his cheek. Taking a chance, I kissed him softly right behind his ear. I got a proper response, as I could feel him grow harder against my bare leg. He groaned softly when I lightly sucked on the sensitive skin.
"How did you-," he breathed in my ear, but another soft moan cut him off.
"You'd be amazed what you can find out on tumblr," I snickered against his neck.