It was getting darker as we were travelling to another city. We were going to Milan. Yeah, it was time that the boys perform in the San Siro stadium. They were excited about it from day one. We decided to have our dinner in a restaurant and continue with the journey.

After the dinner, we chatted for some time and went to our beds. Everyone was asleep maybe, I was trying to sleep. When I was about to dozz off, when someone nudged my shoulder. I got up quickly, banging my head onto the upper bed.

"Oww!" I whispered rubbing my head. I turned my head when I heard someone laughing. Harry... I gave him a glare to make him shut his mouth and slowly looked up if we woke Zayn up. Gladly, he was still asleep. I sighed and looked towards Harry.

"Were you asleep?" He asked with a questioned look. I rolled my eyes.

"No, I was testing my acting skills..." I said in a sarcastic tone, which made his smile turn into a frown. "Why did you wake me up Harry?" I tried my best not to sound rude.

"I couldn't sleep.. so I thought I would check if there is someone like me!" he said, making me facepalm.

"Thanks to you Harry! Even I couldn't sleep now!" I replied which make him chuckle. Seriously, banging my head made me fully awake.

"Maybe, I can entertain you?" He suggested.

"What are you gonna do... juggle for me?" I asked running my hand through my hair and flip them to a side.

"No... I'm gonna tell you a joke!" No...no,no,no,no! Not at all!! TAKE THESE WORDS OUT OF YOUR MOUTH!!

"No....please no." I said quietly, I don't want him to be angry on me. To be honest, I was scared of his jokes.

"Yes...!" He quietly exclaimed. Shit!

"Knock knock!" He continued.

"No.. Harry.."

"Knock knock!" He added cutting my words.

"I'm not goi—"

"Knock knock!" He cut my sentence again. I was frustrated now, First, he wakes me up from my sleep. And second, he's trying to make me hear his jokes. I know he was a part of a world famous boy band, but no.

"The door is open." I said in a bored tone. His face turned into a frown and he left his bunk without any word. 

This boy!! Now, I had to convince him.

I got out of my bed and searched for him. He was sitting on the couch with a frown on his face. I sighed and walked towards him, taking a seat besides me.

"Sorry Haz!" I said looking at him. He wasn't looking at me, and had the same expression.

"Come on, tell me your joke.." I said, not sure why.

"No, I don't want to..." Thank God! 

Suddenly, an idea flashed through my mind. I went towards my bag and looked for my almond hair oil. Once I got it, I came back. He was still in the same position.

"Harry.. get up." I said. But he was not bothered.

I crouched down in front of him. "Harry... please?" I said with puppy eyes and pouted my lips. He sighed and got up. I got up and made him sit on the floor, with his back leaned against the couch and his arms hugging his knees softly. I sat on the couch behind him, crisscrossing my legs. Carefully, I untied his bandanna. How does he even sleep with this thing on?

"Do you mind if your hair becomes a bit oily?" I asked him, he looked at my face with a confused face.

"No, please no oil.." He requested.

"Trust me Harry.. it will relax you, you can wash your hair tomorrow!" I replied. He sighed and faced front.

"Fine, do whatever you want to!" He said, clearly frustrated. I chuckled and took some oil on my palm and rubbed both my palms together. I started massaging his scalp lightly with my fingers. My fingers were lightly tangling with his soft, brown curls. After some minutes, he sighed and leaned his back against my legs, completely relaxing himself.

"Are you feeling good?" I asked him, removing my hands from his hair.

"Hmm..." he answered as he lifted my hands and put it back in his hair. "Its so... relaxing..." He added and I chuckled, starting my massage again. Some more minutes later, his head fell and lifted rapidly. He was sleepy.. My plan worked! I shook him and he looked at me.

"Go to sleep now.." I said as he yawned. He nodded, we both got up and went to our bunks. I washed my hands and went to sleep.

The next day...

We were having our breakfasts, Harry was still asleep. Guess, I relaxed him too much. I chuckled.

"HARRY! GET UP!!" Liam yelled, making us slightly jump in our places. Well, his order worked, as we heard a groan from Harry, making us all laugh.

He came towards us, still half asleep. His hair weren't that bouncy as they had oil in them. He sat besides me and kept his forehead against my shoulder, going to sleep again. I shook him and he got up again.

"Oh.. Ash! Thanks for last night.. you're hands work magically." He said making me laugh at his sleepy tone. All of the others had confused look on their faces.

"Wait... wait, wait.. I thought you loved Zayn." Niall said in disbelief, causing me to look at him rapidly. I looked at Zayn, even he was confused.

"Of course, I do love Zayn." I answered. I still didn't get what he said, but after some seconds it clicked. Before I could deny it, he started again.

"If you love Zayn, why did you give Harry a hand—"

"Oh! No, its not what you think like.. God, Niall! I just gave him a head massage!!" I spoke rapidly, cutting his sentence. How on earth did he thought I gave Harry a hand job? Like, come on!! He can do it himse-

Ok I should stop thinking!

All of them started laughing. "Sorry, I was just messing with you." Niall added, making me glare at him, he raised his hands in surrender.

"We'd make a good couple, don't you think?" Harry asked as he slid his arm around my waist making me jump a bit. Zayn cleared his throat to gain attention. I looked at him and then Harry. He rapidly took his arm back and covered his crotch by both his hands.

"Looks like you remember mate!" Zayn said sipping his juice, Harry nodded and gave a nervous laughter before rushing to the bathroom.

"What was that?" I asked Zayn, pointing towards Harry.

"Just a bro-code." Louis said with a mouth full of sandwich. I nodded slowly. I jumped a bit, as I felt something on my ankle, below the table. Zayn cleared his throat. Oh goodness..

"So, Ash! When are you giving me a massage?" Zayn asked after a while, as his fingers glided from my ankle to my thigh, giving me shivers. He took his hand away and looked at me with a smirk. Game's on!

"Soon, babe." I answered and kept my hand on his thigh, and moved it up and down slowly, knowing it will turn him on. His leg jerked, hitting the table. He choked and everyone else started laughing.

"What? I was talking about a head massage." I said and took my hand back. He looked at me and frowned, while I laughed at him.

"Take it Zayn... I swear it's really relaxing!" Harry came and took at seat, rubbing his hair lightly.

"Thank you Harold!" I said and punched his arm lightly.

"Then I want one too!" Soph's voice rose. I nodded at her with a smile.

"Me too!" Louis spoke.

"Ok!" I said.

"Me three!" Niall added.

"What about me?" El asked. I began to answer but Liam snapped.

"And me?" Trust me, I was snapping my head like a cat looking at a moving red dot.

"Ok! Now you're taking disadvantage of my generosity!" I exclaimed and raised my hands dramatically. All of them looked at me with puppy eyes. Gosh! What's with those puppy eyes!!

"Ughh.. fine!" I said and all of them smiled cheekily.

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The day at San Siro, everyone was ready. I looked around to find four boys, doing anything to pass their time. Where's Zayn? I looked around to find him. Moments later, I found him sitting on a chair, his head in his hands, and tapping his foot constantly. His breathing was heavy. I went to him and crouched down on my legs. My heart startled, he looked frustrated.

"Zayn, you okay?" I kept my hand on his knee. I was worried for him, his anxiety started panicking him. He looked at me and left out a breath.

"I don't know.. I-I just...." he trailed off. I took his hands in mine, and he gently closed his eyes.

"Zayn, its ok. Deep breaths.." I said, trying to help him. He did as I said, while I was gently caressing his knuckles, which were now completely healed. "Concentrate.. I'm here.. Breathe in.. Breathe out.." He did as I said, while I still held onto his hand. After some time, he opened his eyes and nodded.

"You sure you're alright?" I asked, and he left his breath out, nodding in response. I leaned in and kissed his forehead. He took his hands in mine and kissed their back.

"Thanks for being with me.." He said with a sigh, and gave me a small smile.

"Always." I nodded and he smiled wider. We got up to make our way to the boys, when we heard the intro. I hugged all of them one by one and left Zayn for the last.

"All the best!" I whispered as I hugged him and gave a peck on his lips.

The boys left the backstage, everything was going good. I kept on glancing at Zayn. I was really worried for him. At a moment, Zayn caught my glance. I mouthed him 'are you okay?', he smiled and gave me a thumbs up. I smiled at him and sighed in relief. He was the most caring, genuine, and loveliest guy I had ever met, it pained to see him like that.

Then came the song 'Right now'. It was my favourite song on the album, after 'You and I'. But the plan fans had wasn't expected by any of us.

I was playing with Lux, when I heard someone called me.

"Ash! You have to see this!" I turned to find Lou. Her face was lighted up. I nodded and went with her along with Lux. We stopped at the point from where we can see the boys and the fans. I let out a gasp after seeing the scenario in front of me.

There were different coloured and flagged sheets in the hands of the fans. My eyes turned to the big words which were displayed ' WE ARE 1D FAMILY'. That's when I realised the amount of love the fans had for the boys. I looked over to the boys, their reactions were priceless. Of course, they would be speechless. I quickly took a picture and sent it Alia.

To Alia

From Alia

ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?

I would totally imagine her going fangirl level crazy..

To Alia

I'm in a shock too!

From Alia

Gosh! I wish I was there.. Where is this happening?

To alia

San Siro, Italy.

After sometime, the boys were backstage for touch up and other purposes. Niall literally had tears because of the fan project. Harry and Zayn were smiling constantly. Louis' face was priceless and Liam was still with the crowd. A feeling of satiety and happiness came over my mind as I watched these boys, they totally deserved it. I loved it when the fans made them forget their problems.

Whole concert was a hit, I just wished Luke, Calum, Ashton and Micheal were here too. Cause when they're here, there's definitely a mess on stage, which I really loved.

The boys caught up with us on the bus, laughing on some of the incidents and telling us about some of the banners and posters. We laughed along.

Suddenly my phone rang, so I excused the group for a while and went to a corner. I answered the phone without checking the number.

"Hello?" I asked.

"Hey baby! How are you doing?" The person on the other line spoke. My eyebrows furrowed in confusion.

"Sorry, wrong number!" I said as I failed to recognise the voice.

"It's not Aisha!" The person spoke up.

"Who is this?" I asked again, earning a laughter from the other side.

"Oh sweetheart, just two days and you forgot me already?" It was him!?

"List-" I took a deep breath and lowered my voice "Listen, I'm not scared of you!" I warned.

"You shouldn't be..." He said.

"What do you want from me?" I whisper-yelled, in a voice that the group couldn't hear.

The person on the other line laughed, there was a silence for some seconds..

"You."

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Head massages are always relaxing, aren't they..?

but.. threat calls again!?

and.. I'm mentioning the incidents and fan projects cause I want to make the story look real.

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