Conversation

*Your pov* I had been looking forward to this concert for months. I had saved every dollar, every ~penny~ for these tickets. I wasn't missing it for the world, or even something so unassuming as a snowstorm. Well, a blizzard really. The winds were fierce and I was glad security had finally let us into the venue to take our seats. I was dead center, thankfully, and prepared for what was surely going to be the greatest night of my life. Or one of them. Whichever. A little while later, One Direction finally took the stage and stole my breath as they performed hit after hit. I was jumping, dancing, singing along at the top of my lungs, all while admiring the beautiful boys. Niall looked so gorgeous I had to pinch myself to make sure I was really awake and not dreaming of his amazing eyes and killer smile. Liam, so overwhelmingly handsome in pictures was simply Adonis-looking in person, and had waved at a friend of mine. But that's another story. Harry and Zayn were both fantastically cute as ever, Harry with his charming smile and wild mane, and Zayn with his enchanting good looks.. But Louis. There was something different about Louis tonight. Normally, he's my least favorite, because he can be a bit obnoxious at times and just plain loud. I don't always like loud. And he had a perpetual girlfriend. So there's that. But tonight, there was something about him I could feel myself drawn to. And it seemed to me, maybe it was all just a creation of my own mind from excitement and the euphoria of seeing them live, but Louis seemed to react to me. We hadn't spoken or anything like that, but he kept looking at me throughout their set. Maybe he thought he knew me from somewhere? I didn’t know, all I knew was that he kept glancing in my direction with a faint smile all evening. They were about to perform Little Things, one of my favorites, and Louis was leaning against a speaker slightly to my left, waiting for his part, looking devilishly beautiful in jeans and a T-shirt. How was this possible??

*Louis pov* There was this girl in the front row. She was.. Breathtaking, if I'm honest. She had the prettiest smile I had ever seen, and a wonderful, melodic laugh. I usually don't pay much attention to the girls in the crowd, both because I don't wanna be distracted from singing my best, especially since I'm not anywhere near as good as the other boys vocally.. And also because of Eleanor, who I loved but had recently been growing apart from. It was mutual, and we decided to keep up appearances for a little while, just because it wouldn't look too good to break up while I was away on tour. But this girl, the girl in front, she was absolutely radiant. I found myself looking over at her at random times, whenever I felt I needed another dose of her alluring smile. We met eyes a few times, and the last time I winked. She winked right back and I grinned; she was playful, this one. I liked it. We began Little Things, and I chose a spot where I could see her clearly.. My part came, and I sang directly to her, "And all these conversations are the secrets that I keep, though it makes no sense to me," with another wink. Her lips parted in another dazzling smile and she winked back, catching on to my meaning. The set ended, but before we left the stage I ran to the edge and leaned down, whispering "wait here" to her. She looked confused, but nodded. I threw her a quick grin and ran off stage with the rest of the lads.

*Your pov* I waited. And waited. And waited. The crowds petered out, and a couple girls looked at me like I was crazy, but I know I heard Louis right when he told me to wait. So I did. After a few minutes, a security guard came up to me. I worried I was in trouble, that I had done something wrong, but then he smiled at me and told me to follow him. We wove through the ropes and into the backstage area, where I could hear joyous laughter and manly "Woo that was so good!! YEAHHHH!!"s. We turned a corner and entered what I assumed was the dressing room. No one took much notice of my arrival, save Louis, who lit up like a Christmas tree at the sight of me. I grinned back, throwing my arms up in a "here I am!" gesture. He chuckled and took my hand, leading me away from the rowdy boys. We found a quiet corner, and he asked my name. I gave it and he smiled again, asking me if I liked the show. I told him, "Of course I did!! I'm not stupid! You guys rocked it." "Great! I'm glad. You looked like you were having fun. I was kind of watching you," he chuckles nervously and runs a hand through his sweaty hair. "You have an amazing smile. I couldn't help but notice you." I blush and look away, embarrassed. He gently grasps my chin and forces me to look at him. "You are beautiful, really. I hope it's not too forward of me, but I'd like to see you again, if that's alright," he says softly. I'm surprised; I've never seen this side of Louis, this nervous, shy side to the prankster of 1D. I nod, and he leans forward and presses a kiss to my cheek. It tingles where his lips touched my cheek, and my stomach flips. His eyes are burning, with astonishing passion as his gaze meets mine and I can't help but press my lips to his, quickly, nervously, excitedly. He pulls away, grinning. "You're a firecracker. I like you. " I shrug, attempting nonchalance but the face-splitting grin on my face gives me away.

Notes

I realize this one isn't that great but hopefully I'll be able to post something better! So yeah. Here ya go.