"Leah . .. Leah please, we have to go!" I scream, panic running through my whole body. There it is again. That feeling, the feeling of wanting to run away. It's hard to swallow with the huge lump in my throat. My eyes are threating to spill tears, I feel my lips tremble with fear. "What?!" she screams with a huge grin. How come I never realized One Direction was . . . them?! If I would've have known then I would've never came here! Never! I have everything I ever wished for, I have a job that I enjoy, and I have friends . . . true friends! And, and . . . I have him. It seems like my whole world has fallen apart. I made a promise to myself, to forget about my past, to forget about Harry. All of the sudden he just shows up in my life? Again? I am beyond terrified! I don't want the feeling to come back! Oh God, and Niall. Poor, poor Niall. The last time I saw him he was devastated. I screwed up big time. He was the only one who truly liked me, and I totally broke his heart. Without a warning a tear escapes my eyes. I can still remember Niall's face, it seems like it was yesterday. He was beyond broken, I torn him down to pieces. I wipe my tears and bite the inside of my cheeks to stop myself from crying. I then realize Zayn has been looking at me the  whole time! Oh great, now he is completely sure is me. His eyes are on me and I look away. They all look the same, well almost the same. Zayn, Louis, Harry and even Liam have tattoos. A lot of tattoos. Except for Niall, he doesn't have any tattoos, well I don't think he does. All of them still dress up the same, Liam has a different hair cut though. "Please! Leah!" I shake her and she gives me an aggravated look. "Alana! Just enjoy the music!!" she says. Enjoy the music?! How the hell can I enjoy the music?!  I quickly turn around, looking everywhere to see if there's anyway I can run. It's impossible. There's thousands of screaming girls in my way.

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"Hurry up! Can't wait to meet them!!" she squeals. My heart drops to my stomach. "What?"  "Come on let's go backstage!! Hurry, hurry!"  I freeze and Leah pulls me by the arm. I shake my head, I'm trying to scream but no words come out. "Please- don't- don't make me do this." I choke out. She ignores my comment and keeps running, I'm struggling trying to lose the grip. She stops when there's this big tall security guard. "Your back stage passes?" his voice is cold and creepy, makes me shiver. Leah lets go of my hand, which is red from how tight se was grabbing me. She reaches down in her purse. This is my chance. To run away. Then again, there's so many girls behind me! Crap. I can feel the tears again, I don't want to do this. I really don't. If I get face to face with them, I am going to burst in tears. I don't want to cry in front of them, not again. All of them already have seen me cry already. "COME ON!" Leah screams with excitement. "No, Leah no . ." before I can finish my sentence she pulls me in. Quickly, I turn my face and my hair falls to my face. They are right there. Leah runs right to them and starts babbling like a three year old. I can even tell she's crying. I'm facing the wall biting my lip. This cannot be happening! My eyes are closed and I'm wishing that I was in my bed, sleeping, not worrying about anything. When my eyes open, I come back to reality. I'm still here. In a room with those five boys and my screaming pathetic friend. "Who's that over there?" my hearts beat faster and louder, I can hear it in my ears. Harry. Harry said that. "Oh that's just my friend A-"  "Leah! Hurry up please!" I interrupt her, hopefully my voice doesn't sound any familiar to them. "Come on, come over here!" Leah says. I keep facing the wall and not turning around. "No thank you."  I say, surprisingly my voice is not shaky. "Well then, somebody is not a big fan." Louis says, his voice is still the same. It's smooth and sweet like a little boys. "That quite hurt my feelings." I bite my lip, and force myself not to turn around. Because I want to turn around and see Niall. He said that. It's kind of funny because, I already hurt his feelings before.  I take a sharp breath and cover my face with my hands. "You know, short hair looks better on you. I like it. Short to your shoulders, brown and straight. Looks very good on you." all of the sudden my legs feel like Jelly. I feel like I'm going to collapse anytime. Slowly and with fear I uncover my face. My hands are so shaky. Zayn. It's Zayn.