My angel

Harry's Pov


I walk out of my room, fully dressed for an award show that One Direction has been nominated in three categories for. I run my fingers in my short hair that was in my face. I liked it, but I really grew it out so I could cut it for charity. I look at my left hand, and I have rings on. I strangely look at my ring finger, and just blankly stare at it. "HARRY!" I hear Niall yell from the couch. "Are you still on that marriage thing, mate?" Liam walks over to me. "It's not about marriage. I'm just concerned.." I say looking down. "Harry, you really got to get a hold of yourself. You've been upset for weeks. We had an interview the other day and you barley even spoke" Liam states. "Guys. I've never had a relationship that lasted more than a few months. It's not them. People keep saying it is, but I know it's me. Just me." I explain. "Come on. You're better than that. There is nothing wrong with you" Louis says and smiles walking over to me as well. "No. I'm the problem. I am a problem." I frown. "No you are not. You are one of the best people I have ever met in my life!" Niall looks back at me. The boys try and talk some sense into me till it's time to leave. We pull out of the driveway of my house. They got ready and came over. I'm pretty sure Niall just came because I had chips. Nono. I'm kidding. Great guy.

*

I look outside the one way tainted glass window and see flashing lights, and people crowded around. I sometimes think of where would I be if I hadn't auditioned. This life gets very stressful, but I wouldn't change a thing. Well... Maybe have someone to share it with.
We step out if the vehicle. We give some high fives, sign an autograph or two, say hi to some fans, answer some questions, get photographed, and walk into the place that was holding the show. A lot of people were here. The group didn't exactly sit together. I sat with Louis and Liam. I wouldn't worry about Niall though. Looks like he is chatting it up with some girl as they eat something. Who knows what goes in his body.

"Hey Lou. Who is hosting this thing? I forget." I ask him, and he shrugs his shoulders, so I turn around to ask Liam. So apparently Mariah Carey is hosting this thing. What is she going to do? Set the record for highest note for announcing winners or something. I, sometimes think or mean things about people but keep it to myself. They can't be really bad, so I think if weak stuff.

I'm a bit bored. She keeps talking. We know you have a voice! We've all heard it!! I throw my head back, in pain. More talking with different people in different sparkly outfits!! THIS ISN'T KRYPTON!' Stop trying to blow up my eyes!! This is giving me a migraine. I take a drink of water with some medicine I have for headaches. Subscriptioned for me. I've been having them for 3 months now. I get so caught up in my own thoughts I didn't know that Mariah stopped talking and started announcing the winners. The bands name was called and I quickly get up and catch up with the boys. "Thanks you leaving me!" I flick Liam in the arm. "We thought you were sleeping. You looked so peaceful" He grins and I scowl at him.


"We'd just like to thank you all. This is amazing. We have been on a hiatus, and still manage to win this award. Our fans have supported us through five fantastic years, and now through this break" I say into the microphone, then pass it to Louis. We all say thanks for the award, and walk backstage. Later we are back at our seats, and are once again been called to accept another award and repeat what we did. We get back and for some reason I feel tired. I think it's a side effect to my medication. I start to doze of before I'm awaken my harshly loud clapping. This group of girls across from me were screaming the top of their lungs. "Hmm.. I guess these guys are good." I look down at the stage and see two men. They are standing shoulder to shoulder. Then I see a girl punch one of them in the arm as she walks out from behind them. She's is beautiful. I mean, just beautiful. The only other thing to describe her as is.. well, perfect. She is wearing a tight dress that is cuffing and hugging every edge and curve to her body. Long curly hair flowing over her shoulders, toned long legs, and the prettiest wide smile across her perfectly symmetrical face.


"Um. I'd just like to say thanks to all the people who were there for us through every step of the way up to now. Of course our fans, but friends you helped us. I really didn't expect to be up here with you all." She says pulling out a piece of paper before laughing. "Nono, I'm just playing. But what I say right here is no joke. I am forever grateful to have all of you." She gives the mic to one of the men beside her, then stands back. He says some stuff I'm not really interested in. Something about their name. Crossy road. Something like that. What I'm really interested in is her. Who is she? What's her name? Why does it feel like I'm craving for her to say something. My heart starts beating faster and she doesn't even know it's because of her. God, it's like my life is depending on her to keep that magical smile on her face. I hope she never stops. "Mate! Which one are you looking at? The one babbling or the girl!"Louis asks me. "The girl" I whisper. "She's pretty" he says. "Gorgeous!" I correct him by his miner mistake confused him by her beauty. "Ehh.. I'm taken" he says, and I scoff. I'd roll my eyes but that would require my taking my eyes off her.

They go back and return to their seats. We got two more awards than night, even though we were only nominated for 3. We got back up on the stage, and all I could do was look for her. This time I didn't talk. I just scanned the crowd for her face. After about a minute I find it. She is starring up at us. She looks at all of us individually then she looks at me. I can't help but feel about to fall. I'm falling. I'm falling on national television. Falling deep for this girl.

Notes

I love this. This is just amazing. I'm very proud of this. I hope you love this as much as I do.