GEMMA CAMERON'S POV
'Thanks everyone, we're just going to go for a quick intermission and clothing change now, we'll be back soon!' Liam called, the boys running off stage after him.
What was I even doing here? I asked myself. Sure I was somewhat a fan of One Direction but I wasn't hardcore, not even in the slightest. I didn't deserve to be sitting here front row, not while there were people who didn't even get tickets. But here I was, with my best friend Liv, receiving unwanted attention from a certain band member.
Harry was cute, extremely cute, but definitely not my type. He wasn't worth the drama. He'd be one of those guys that would make you feel special, make you feel loved, get what they want and then break your little heart… oh well, I was never one for relationships anyway… but I am one for a bit of fun.
Why was I even thinking like this? Cut it out Gemma, don't even think like this, he's just checking you out, nothing is going to come of it!
'Harry Styles is completely checking you out!' Liv screeched in her high pitch British accent that I couldn't help but adore.
Even though I had been living in England for just over two months now, I still couldn't get over the accents. I had always been head over heels for accents of any kind and living around them constantly had to be one of the many upsides of my big move from Australia.
'I am so writing about this! Ahh this is so exciting!' she continued.
'No he's not and no you're not' I told her sternly. Sure, maybe he was, but I definitely didn't want the rest of the fandom to know. The last thing I wanted was for Liv to post her findings in a blog or have it sent to a magazine and for me to have hundreds of little girls hunting me down.
Liv had aspirations in becoming a music journalist. Currently she was doing freelance work, building a portfolio in order to have a better chance of receiving job offers. Tonight we were at a One Direction gig in London. Liv was lucky enough to purchase front row tickets and she couldn't have been more excited to see and write about what had been her number one band since 2010.
'He really is, you can't say you haven't seen the way he's been looking at you. I mean I can't blame him, you're proper fit!' she told me in all seriousness. I couldn't help but laugh.
Suddenly the crowd, or fangirls as I like to call them started to scream, definitely deafening me for a moment there. Five stunning boys full of energy burst onto stage smiling and waving at the fans, 'I Want' beginning to play.
'Told you' I heard Liv whisper in my ear, my eyes slowly lifting up to meet his.
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HARRY STYLE'S POV
Standing by the side of the stage, getting ready to enter, I couldn't help but look at the girl at the front again. Her eyebrows were furrowed in confusion, her lips pouted, she was obviously deep in thought.
Her head suddenly popped up looking at her friend unamused, saying something sharply. At times like this, I wished I knew how to lip read.
'Oi Harry, here's your jacket,' Zayn called, handing me the blazer I had left back in the change room.
'Thanks man.'
Turning back, the girl was now laughing, her blonde curly haired friend joining along with her. God, she was gorgeous when she laughed, showing her perfect teeth, tilting her head back, her dimple and smile lighting up her entire face.
Music started playing, prompting us to reenter.
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'That's what makes you beautiful' I finished, winking at a girl on the upper balcony.
Receiving a few pats on the back from the lads, we moved into position for our next song, One Thing, music starting to play and Liam beginning to sing.
For just the second time since we came back on stage, I looked down at the girl below me, meeting her beautiful chocolate eyes. I had made eye contact only one other time since intermission, right before 'I Want' had begun; causing me to look away the second I realised our eyes had met.
'I've tried playing it cool
But when I'm looking at you
I can never be brave
Cause you make my heart race'
Looking up she smirked at me, giving me a little wink. Grinning back, I began to sing my lines, laughing quietly to myself as I realised how coincidental they really were.
'Shot me out of the sky
You're my Kryptonite
You keep making me weak
Yeah, frozen and can't breathe'
Although I decided I didn't want to get involved with this girl, I had been watching her the past few songs out of the corner of my eye. What she didn't know couldn't hurt her, right?
She laughed a lot, I picked up, and though I could tell something wasn't quite right, I knew she was a genuine person. She spent the night dancing crazily with her friend, laughing the entire time, not really paying attention to the other fans surrounding her or us right in front of her.
Her friend had a camera, either filming or taking photos I couldn't be too sure. The beautiful brunette beside her pointing things out the boys and I were doing, helping her jot down some sort of notes. I assumed they were here for work even though by the look of things they weren't getting too much done.
'So get out, get out, get out of my head
And Fall into my arms instead
I don't, I don't, don't know what it is
But I need that one thing
And you've got that one thing'
Keeping eye contact the entire time it was as if I was singing to only her and her to me. Her singing was a little bit more dramatic and playful- something she had been doing all night with her friend, eyes begging, hands reaching up. Smirking I began to repeat her actions, putting on a show for both the boys and the fans.
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Sorry this chapter has taken a while to get up, I've been having major trouble writing the Harry's POV part. It definitely didn't end up how I wanted it but I decided to keep it anyway due to needing to properly introduce the Gemma character/kind of needing a filler chapter etc so I hope you like it anyway though and I hope it makes sense, if not I can always replace it later on!
I'll try to have the next chapter up within the next couple of days.
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