Just to Hear You

Then He Walked In.

It seemed like a millennium before someone came back in. Only one person walked in. He was in all black, and when he walked to the other side of the table, I saw the back of his shirt read "SECURITY". That relieved me, because this was probably just a misunderstanding. He sat down and started talking. When I had no idea what he said, I shook my head. He sighed and tried to explain something with a matter-of-fact look on his face. The handcuffs were still on, so I had no way of trying to explain that I can't hear him. He kept talking, and I was looking down, so he got really aggravated. I tried talking, but he interrupted me and looked even more furious. How could he not realize that I don't understand him?!

I guess he was stupider than I realized, because after a few minutes, he just raised his voice more.

The man stared into my eyes, waiting for an answer. But I couldn't understand him. He was screaming, but I had no idea what he was saying. I tried my hardest to read his lips, but his accent made it impossible. I felt the tears well up in my eyes as he spat yet another profanity at me, landing spit on my face. I could tell that he just got even more furious when a tear streamed down my cheek, but I couldn't help it. I was more terrified at that moment than any other moment in my life. The man was about to drag me out of the room while in handcuffs.

He grabbed my arm, about to take me to God knows where.

That's when he walked in. The most beautiful person I've ever seen.

During my moment of panic, I didn't have enough sanity to even realize who it was. Then his name popped into my head. Niall. I've never been so happy to see anyone in my entire life. I forgot I was crying, and I had no hands to wipe the tears away. Great. Niall walked over to the security guard and started talking. The guard said something back and then Niall turned towards me. He walked over, and I forced myself to stop crying. His eyes were so sympathetic, I instantly felt comforted when he looked into mine. He smiled and took a key out from behind his back. He unlocked the handcuffs and I smiled at him. I rubbed my wrists, then looked up at him. He was talking. Oh, great. Another person to have to act dumb in front of. I shook my head, and he got a very confused look on his face. I started signing random words to show that I don't talk, and his eyes got big. He turned around to the guard and started talking. It looked more like yelling. He gestured towards me and then pointed toward the door. He walked out and came back a few seconds later with a pen and paper. Thank god. Someone knew what I needed. He put it down in front of me. I started writing.

'What's going on??' I wrote.

He smiled towards the guard and wrote: 'Can you not read signs?'

'What?!' I wrote, really confused.

'You weren't supposed to be back here. That's why you're here. This is backstage and off limits. When you didn't answer the guards, they thought you were a threat. Sorry, love.'

'Well, if they wouldn't have taken my freaking purse, I could've texted my friend who can talk to you guys. I have a backstage pass, actually.' I couldn't believe this was because I couldn't find the bathroom.

'Well, we'll get your purse back, call your friend, and get you to the meet and greet. Sorry again. I like your handwriting by the way :)' When he wrote the smiley face I laughed. I tried to take the pen, but he kept it and added 'And your laugh.'

I smiled and got up. The guard handed me my purse and said sorry...or that's what I think he said. I took the paper and wrote 'Do you think you could call the contact "Pey?" It'll be a lot faster than texting her.' I handed the guard my phone, but Niall took it out of his hands. He pointed at himself and smiled. I nodded and imagined what Peyton was going to do when she heard Niall Horan calling her from my phone. He started talking and then smiled. I imagine Peyton was screaming. He talked some more then hung up. He took the paper and wrote down 'Let's go. She's going to be at the meet and greet. She was really worried.' I nodded and walked with him down a hallway, then we turned left, then went through a set of double doors.

Everyone looked towards us when the doors opened, and I found Peyton amongst the other girls. There were only about 15 girls in here, which was a relief. I don't think I could've stood any more crowds that night. Pey ran towards me and jumped on me into a hug. When we broke away, she signed "Where the hell were you?! I was worried sick! I thought you got kidnapped or something! Don't EVER do that to me again!" Then she hit me on the arm.

"Mom was right! I shouldn't have gone anywhere alone! I went backstage accidentally while looking for the bathroom. Security asked me for a pass or identification, but of course I didn't understand them. So they thought I was a threat and basically arrested me. Then Niall came in and saved my life." I signed.

She sighed of relief and signed "Well, let's go home. I think we've had enough excitement for one day."

"But what about the meet and greet? Don't you want Harry's autograph??"

"Already did. And he followed me on twitter and asked for my kik!" She signed happily.

My eyes got huge. "He likes you!!!" I signed.

"Shut up. Let's go home, please."

I laughed. "Okay."

We started walking away, but someone caught my arm. I turned around to see Niall behind me. He was smiling and said something. I looked at Peyton for a translation. "He said 'Not so fast.'" She signed smiling. I looked back at Niall, and he grinned at me then handed me something. A piece of paper. Then he walked away, back with the other lads. I opened the slip of paper and read it. It was simple, but effective. "Call me. xx" And on the back, was the Niall Horan's phone number.

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