Kenzie's POV

I wake up to banging and laughing outside my door. What the hell are they up to?

Lifting myself out of my bed I put on a pair of shorts and pull the large Nirvana shirt I discarded during my sleep over my head.

I open the door and see Zayn and Harry wrestling on the living room floor. They stop as soon as they see me walk in.

'Having fun?' I laugh and walk into the kitchen to make myself a cup of coffee. I return to the living room and sit down on the couch.

'We have to rehearse before the concert tonight.' I tell the guys.

'Yay.' Zayn groans.

'Oh hush it's not that bad.' I laugh Harry plops down on the couch next to me placing his arm around my shoulders.

'Morning beautiful.' He says I blush.

'Hi Harry.' I smile

After getting ready for the day I meet the guys out front of the hotel. My hair is thrown up in a messy bun and I'm dressed casually in my black yoga pants, purple tank top and black Nikes.

Paul the bodyguard is waiting outside the black SUV holding the door open for me. I smile and thank him. Climbing inside I take a seat next to Harry.

'You look amazing in those yoga pants.' Harry whispers in my ear.

'You're horrible.' I chuckle 'but thank you.' We exit the SUV once we arrive at Wembley stadium. Fans are already waiting outside.

'Holy shit.' I whisper

I feel arms wrap protectively around my waist I look over and see Harry by my side.

'Stay close I don't want anything to happen.' He frowns

'What?' I question confused.

'Fans can get a little crazy Kenzie. Please just stay close to me.' He replies I nod and he pulls me closer.

Fans continue to scream as Paul pushes us through the crowd. We finally make our way inside.

Harry removes his arm from my waist and runs his hands through his hair.

'Jesus that was intense.' I groan

'Welcome to the life of 1D!' Liam laughs.

'Yea they all want us babe.' Zayn adds

'No kidding.' I smirk.

We make our way to the stage.

'Ok guys let's dance!' I clap my hands together. All 5 guys look at me like I'm insane.

I put my hand on my hip. 'What?' I question

'We don't really dance love.' Harry says nicely.

'Then why the fuck am I here?' I ask bluntly.

'Uhm.. Because management wants us too.' Niall hesitantly answers.

'Okay if management wants you to dance then you guys will dance.' I snap Zayn scoffs and I send him a warning glare. He holds his hands up in defense.

'Fine. Show us what you got.' Zayn replies.

I turn, my back facing them and inhale deeply. What the hell did I get myself into? I have 5 guys who don't dance. Breathe Kenz breathe.

'What's wrong?' Harry whispers in my ear scaring the shit out me.

'Jesus Harry! Can you not sneak up on me!' I hold a hand to my chest.

'I'm sorry.' He says quietly Shit. I immediately feel guilty for snapping. Harry has been so nice to me he didn't deserve that.

'I'm sorry Harry. I'm just really frustrated I didn't mean to take it out on you.' I reply honestly.

Harry surprises me by pulling me in for a hug. I breathe in his scent it's heavenly.

'It's okay babe. Don't worry we will do whatever you want us to do.' He whispers in my hair.

'Hmmhm.' Someone behind us clears their throat. Harry quickly releases me.

We turn and see the guys smirking at us.

'Sorry to interrupt but we have a concert in less than 3 hours. Let's get started shall we?' Liam says looking at his watch.

I look over at Harry who has a huge grin on his face. I blush looking away.

'Alright guys let's do this!' I shout

An hour and a half later the guys managed to learn a few dance moves. I'm not saying it was easy. These guys have the attention span of toddlers.

I lay down on the couch backstage while the guys go and get dressed for the concert. I'm exhausted and it's only 6:30PM.

'Hey.' A small voice wakes me. I smile when I see a head full of brown curls.

'Harry.'

'You fell asleep. You must be exhausted.' Harry chuckles

'Shit. Did I miss the concert?' I quickly sit up.

'No. We are about to go on that's why I woke you.'

'Thanks Harry.' I smile again.

'No problem. There's a seat on the side of the stage if you want to sit there.' He reaches for my hand and pulls me to my feet.

Being so close to Harry I get the sudden urge to kiss him. So I do.

He responds immediately wrapping his arms around my waist pulling me closer.

'Harry we need you on stage.' One of the stage men says snapping us back to reality.

I pull away and look up at Harry. 'Oh my god. Harry I'm sorry. I don't know what came over me.'

'Don't apologize Kenz I've been wanting to do that for a while now. You just beat me to it.' He laughs against my lips before kissing me again.

'Harry!' Someone yells again. I laugh.

'I'm coming!' He screams.

'Look I gotta go. Enjoy the show!' He yells before running onto the stage.

Shaking my head I touch my bottom lip with my thumb. I kissed Harry. Jesus I kissed Harry!

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