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Grace' POV:

I couldn't breathe. Why was he staring at me.... with a FROWN? I mean had I done something wrong? Did I look creepy, ugly or was something in my face? I found myself frowning as well. 

Grace keep calm, maybe he is staring at somebody behind you, who's screaming like a creepy fan or whatever. He can't look at you with a frown. You don't know him. He doesn't know you either. CEEP THE FUCK CALM. - said my subconscious.

I turned around, looking for some crazy directioners, but there wasn't any girl who was looking at him. The tall girl behind me was looking in another direction. I followed her gaze and saw Zayn who was blowing kisses to the crowd. Well. Shit. I risked a second look at Niall. He was still staring at me. WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH HIM? Any other girl would probably freak out right now - if she was me. I don't know why but I smiled at him. He didn't move, standing there petrified. 

I blushed at his reaction. Damn that was just embarrassing. Trying to forget about what had happened seconds before, I found myself glancing at the large screen behind him. In the corners of my eyes I saw him still frozen.

Don't look back Grace HE WILL JUST STARE AT YOU LIKE SOME DUMB ASS. OK? 

"Ok"  I said to myself. "You should keep calm." And at this point I decided to stop listening to 'myself'.

Somehow my eyes peered at the blond, irish lad few meters away from me. And it surprised me, as I saw a smile on his face.  His cheeks were pink and his eyes twinkeld down at me. A shiver ran down my spine, heart beating fast.  

Wow.

I couldn't hold back a grin and as great as I am, I blushed. Again. How embarrassing. But by the way, how blind were all these girls which didn't see him staring at me? Stupid. While I was looking around I saw two familiar eyes. My best friend's blue ones were looking at me in shock. My eyes widened, like... they would pop out in few seconds.

Shit. She knew what was going on.

Niall's POV:

What the fuck? I knew this girl. But I didn't remember where I met her before. The only thing I knew, that my heart was thumping faster and louder against my chest than ever before. 

"Niall NO! Don't fell in love with a fan!" I told myself.

She wasn't looking at me, so I shook off any feels for her and continued running to the left side, where fans were waiting for me. What felt like minutes was only few seconds long and it still confused me.

"OW you're giving me a heart-attack, looking like you do-o...." The other lads were singing and I sang along. Oh yeah.. you do.

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I went through hell. Every song we were singing I had to think about that mysterious girl in the crowd. Creepy. We waved to our fans, blew kisses and ran off the stage. Our foreheads were sweaty and we were all powerless. 

"I'll be right back guys," I said, getting some 'WTF'-glances, as I walked back to the stage. Well the arena was emtying slowly, while I was searching for that brown hair, brown eyes, cute smiling - girl.

But as brainless as I am, I couldn't see her. Too many fans. Too many heads, faces, eyes and stuff.

Shit.

"I have to know her...." I whispered to myself and made my way to the security.