The Chosen One
After Thought
Chapter 7: After Thought
I waited a few minutes in Harry’s dressing room after the boys left, trying to figure out had just happened. I wasn’t sure that any amount of time with them was ever going to help me understand their little inside jokes, or whatever.
“Goofs,” I spoke aloud to myself as I got up and walked out of the door. I could hear the boys rehearsing on the stage. I could see myself getting used to this. I walked over to get a peek of them. They were serenading a small group of fans who were let in early, part of the official One Direction fan club I assumed. I decided I should probably check back in with Lola, I did have a job to do after all.
When I returned to the merchandise stand, Lola looked relieved to see me. “Where have you been Madeline? We open this booth in five minutes!” she shouted at me.
“Ugh, sorry, I must have lost track of,” I replied.
Lola shook her hand to stop me from finishing and said, “No, it’s fine. You’re here now. Just throw this shirt on and get ready for the madness.” I looked at the shirt. It had the One Direction logo on it, and said crew on the back. It was official. I was a part of the One Direction crew.
Lola wasn’t joking when she told me to prepare for madness. Fans were practically jumping over the counter to get their merch and get into the stadium quickly. We had a limited supply of signed items from the boys, which were gone in a matter of seconds. One girl even spent $50 on a shirt three sizes too big because it was the last one signed. I guess I don’t really blame her at all.
By the time the concert was started I was happy to sit down. Who knew holding up shirts and taking money from hundreds of people could be so exhausting? I decided it would be good to bond with some of the people I would be working with, so I didn’t head to see the whole concert as I promised Harry. Surely I would be seeing it many more times, so a little rest before round two was much needed.
The time of rest gave me time to hear myself think when I wasn’t conversing with the other girls. There were various topics on my mind that eventually led me to remember the thought, “What were those boys giggling about when they left the dressing room earlier? It was the most bizarre thing.” The thought made me to decide to go in and watch the rest of the concert.
When I got in back-stage, the boys were just finishing the song, “Teenage Kicks.” Harry saw me and I waved him hello, probably a bit over excitedly. He smiled and winked at me before looking back out to the audience. The fans were going absolutely mad for it. It was quite the upbeat song, and the boys really were quite flirtatious with them. When it ended Liam announced that the next song would be, “Last First Kiss.”
They paused their speaking to let the fans scream a bit. Then before they could start the song, Harry interrupted the band, “We… I would like to dedicate this song to a new person in our lives. She is truly an amazing person, so inspiring and easy to talk to. I won’t name her, because chances are you wouldn’t know who I was talking about if I did.”
The fans screamed and hollered, “WHO, WHO?”
Harry smiled and replied, “Do we have a bunch of owls here tonight, or what? This ‘who’ you are wondering about is among the audience tonight watching us! Here we go lads!”
The audience went crazy for the last statement. He looked to the other four members and then signaled the band to begin playing the song. Niall, Zayn, and Liam all kind of looked to each other smiling, and then Niall quickly glanced back at me. Liam started to sing, “Baby, I wanna know…” Meanwhile, Louis walked over towards Harry and had a brief conversation with him before Harry started to sing.
While this was all going on in front of me, I was just stood there frozen. I thought to myself, “Is this what they were on about earlier? Did….did Harry have a thing… for me?” I couldn’t believe it. I know he kissed me only a few days prior, but he was drunk. It was an impulse. This… this was real? Well, surely he could have been talking about someone else…but the way the boys were acting. It just seemed, I didn’t know. He had said that this person was, “special.” I mean, I thought his interruption would have been more planned if it was someone they knew was going to be out there. Could it have really been just a coincidence that he would say that right after he saw me watching? I didn’t know.
I watched the rest of the song in complete awe. I didn’t really take my eyes off Harry. He would look over at me to make eye contact, smile, and then sing back out to his fans. As I watched him, everything just started to feel right. I started to picture myself with Harry, and it felt so perfect. I’m sure there are millions of girls who felt the same, but there just seemed to be something special and fuzzy growing inside my heart. I wasn’t sure I have ever felt like that before. When I first talked to him I had butterflies, of course, but those were mostly from nerves. It was different now. I think I was beginning to really like Harry, for Harry. There was just something about him. There might have even been a chance he felt a little something for me too.
I waited a few minutes in Harry’s dressing room after the boys left, trying to figure out had just happened. I wasn’t sure that any amount of time with them was ever going to help me understand their little inside jokes, or whatever.
“Goofs,” I spoke aloud to myself as I got up and walked out of the door. I could hear the boys rehearsing on the stage. I could see myself getting used to this. I walked over to get a peek of them. They were serenading a small group of fans who were let in early, part of the official One Direction fan club I assumed. I decided I should probably check back in with Lola, I did have a job to do after all.
When I returned to the merchandise stand, Lola looked relieved to see me. “Where have you been Madeline? We open this booth in five minutes!” she shouted at me.
“Ugh, sorry, I must have lost track of,” I replied.
Lola shook her hand to stop me from finishing and said, “No, it’s fine. You’re here now. Just throw this shirt on and get ready for the madness.” I looked at the shirt. It had the One Direction logo on it, and said crew on the back. It was official. I was a part of the One Direction crew.
Lola wasn’t joking when she told me to prepare for madness. Fans were practically jumping over the counter to get their merch and get into the stadium quickly. We had a limited supply of signed items from the boys, which were gone in a matter of seconds. One girl even spent $50 on a shirt three sizes too big because it was the last one signed. I guess I don’t really blame her at all.
By the time the concert was started I was happy to sit down. Who knew holding up shirts and taking money from hundreds of people could be so exhausting? I decided it would be good to bond with some of the people I would be working with, so I didn’t head to see the whole concert as I promised Harry. Surely I would be seeing it many more times, so a little rest before round two was much needed.
The time of rest gave me time to hear myself think when I wasn’t conversing with the other girls. There were various topics on my mind that eventually led me to remember the thought, “What were those boys giggling about when they left the dressing room earlier? It was the most bizarre thing.” The thought made me to decide to go in and watch the rest of the concert.
When I got in back-stage, the boys were just finishing the song, “Teenage Kicks.” Harry saw me and I waved him hello, probably a bit over excitedly. He smiled and winked at me before looking back out to the audience. The fans were going absolutely mad for it. It was quite the upbeat song, and the boys really were quite flirtatious with them. When it ended Liam announced that the next song would be, “Last First Kiss.”
They paused their speaking to let the fans scream a bit. Then before they could start the song, Harry interrupted the band, “We… I would like to dedicate this song to a new person in our lives. She is truly an amazing person, so inspiring and easy to talk to. I won’t name her, because chances are you wouldn’t know who I was talking about if I did.”
The fans screamed and hollered, “WHO, WHO?”
Harry smiled and replied, “Do we have a bunch of owls here tonight, or what? This ‘who’ you are wondering about is among the audience tonight watching us! Here we go lads!”
The audience went crazy for the last statement. He looked to the other four members and then signaled the band to begin playing the song. Niall, Zayn, and Liam all kind of looked to each other smiling, and then Niall quickly glanced back at me. Liam started to sing, “Baby, I wanna know…” Meanwhile, Louis walked over towards Harry and had a brief conversation with him before Harry started to sing.
While this was all going on in front of me, I was just stood there frozen. I thought to myself, “Is this what they were on about earlier? Did….did Harry have a thing… for me?” I couldn’t believe it. I know he kissed me only a few days prior, but he was drunk. It was an impulse. This… this was real? Well, surely he could have been talking about someone else…but the way the boys were acting. It just seemed, I didn’t know. He had said that this person was, “special.” I mean, I thought his interruption would have been more planned if it was someone they knew was going to be out there. Could it have really been just a coincidence that he would say that right after he saw me watching? I didn’t know.
I watched the rest of the song in complete awe. I didn’t really take my eyes off Harry. He would look over at me to make eye contact, smile, and then sing back out to his fans. As I watched him, everything just started to feel right. I started to picture myself with Harry, and it felt so perfect. I’m sure there are millions of girls who felt the same, but there just seemed to be something special and fuzzy growing inside my heart. I wasn’t sure I have ever felt like that before. When I first talked to him I had butterflies, of course, but those were mostly from nerves. It was different now. I think I was beginning to really like Harry, for Harry. There was just something about him. There might have even been a chance he felt a little something for me too.
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11/16/13