Niall's POV:

I peered around, my hands were shaking. Shoot. When was actually the last time I was that nervous? Maybe at the first concert... at our 'Up All Night - Tour'. To be honest, I was almost freaking out. We have planned this tour for one whole year and I was so excited to show our fans... how much we love them.

"Jack? The microphones are checked?" I asked, fiddling with my fingers and flicking my eyes on him and then back to my hands.

"Everything is checked Niall, don't worry. It will be fun." He said and smirked.

Dang him, how can he be so 'cool'. I mean I freaked out in the inside. I need to get some food.

I made my way to our buffet. Mhhh. Chicken.

I love chicken.

Well.. soon as possible my mouth was full of it.

"Mate. You have to sing in few minutes," Liam said few steps away from me. He was standing there , pulling his inears in.

"What?" I munched. I wasn't that guy, caring how to eat in front of other people. I have manners... yeah, but I don't used them while eating.

Liam laughed ... "Just clear your throat with some water, mate. We need your voice tonight,"

I swallowed the last piece of chicken and washed it down with some cold, fresh water. He left me alone into the dressing room. Then I realized we didn't had that much time left. I sat down on a chair, hiding my face behind my hands. ... I was so nervous. Damn it.

Niall, you can do this you always did. You made your way from the X Factor up to the biggest stages on earth. You can. YOU FREAKING CAN! - I thought and tried to focus on the concert.

The door swung open.

"NIALL COME ON!" Harry yelled.

"Yeah-eh I'm coming," I stuttered.

"Everything alright?" he asked, looking at me with a frown.

"Yeah," I answered, trying to hold back my nervousness.

"Alright. Then let's rock this stage tonight."

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It wasn't that bad actually how I thought it would be. I loved it on stage. Why was I afraid of singing in front of my fans? I knew they would always love me, for what and who I am. Or at least... I hoped so.

It was the time to share some eye contact with a few directioners. Louis, Harry and Liam ran to the left side. Zayn grabbed some hands at the front and I was supposed to run to the right, but something stopped me.

I stood there. It felt like I couldn't move or breathe. Awkward.

My eyes focused on two brown ones in the crowd. I love brown eyes. But that wasn't the point, I guess,

Her brown hair fell down on her shoulders, adoring her beautiful, breathtaking face.

Shoot. I frowned.

I was sure, it wasn't the first time I saw this girl.

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