Stop Dreaming, Start Living

Chapter 8 - When Will I See You Again? (Part One)

So sorry for the wait, guys ! Hope you're not mad at me :s haha :) Anyways I'll post the first half othe chap 8, since it's really long and I'm not finished with the rest. But I just felt like I couldn't keep you waiting more, so here it is :) Chapter 8 part one :) Hope you like it ! Don't forget to review to help me stay on the right track, I really want it to be as good as possible :) x

EMILY’S POV

Screams erupted from the whole stadium when Harry started singing ‘Same Mistakes’ on the stage. I threw my hands up in the air, trying to get him to touch one of them. He was close, so close... I could hear his voice. Not the one everyone could hear on the speakers, no. His real voice. I could see the sweat on his face. Zayn sang his part with an incredible voice and winked at the fans. Harry was just watching him and singing once in a while. At some point, he was close enough for me to touch his shoe. He looked down at me and smiled. I smiled back and tried to tell him how much I loved him, but he was already joining the boys on the center of the stage. Louis spoke in his mic and announced that, for the next song, fans were going to be brought up on the stage with them. A huge squeal left my mouth, but it was nothing next to the ear-scratching noises other fans were making. I was searching frantically for Harry, who had disappeared from my sight when I blinked. My toes were hurting because I kept tip-toeing to try to get their attention. But Louis and Liam were the only ones I could see. Niall already had a fan besides him, same for Zayn. I was about to give up when I felt a hand grab my arm and lift me up. Before I knew it, I found myself standing in front of thousands of cheering fans... next to Harry Edward Styles. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it was about to explode. My ovaries too.

He took my hand and winked at me. Liam started singing One Thing and it took all the strength I had not to scream with the rest of the stadium. I couldn’t take my eyes out of his beautiful face, and my hand was squeezing his way too hard. It had to hurt like hell, but he didn’t show any pain. He even seemed to understand my excitation and accepted my mutilating his fingers. His solo came up and he sang it, staring directly into my eyes the whole time. I swear I was melting completely inside, and my ovaries were long gone. I couldn’t breathe properly and I’m sure I looked like an excited golden retriever but I didn’t care. His voice was just beautiful and perfect and what I looked like was the last thing on my mind. He led me to the center of the stage, like the others, and stood behind me while Zayn sang his part. His arms wrapped around my waist and his face leaned on the left side of my face, and I realised they were all doing the same. They sang the chorus and he made me spin around when they finished it. Niall came to the front with his girl. Louis followed right after him. Each of them sang their part. The rest of the song passed in a blur and some guys came on the stage with a big couch. They made all the girls sit down on it and walked behind it. The clapped their hands in sync and we joined. Harry then took my hand and we all walked up to the front of the stage. They finished the song beautifully and hugged us. Before letting me go, Harry whispered an address in my ear and asked me to join him there an hour after the concert. I was blushing hard, I could feel it, and he chuckled to himself while he helped me down the stage. I turned to my friends to-

‘Ding ding’        

I woke up suddenly, cursing at the annoying noise that woke me up in the middle of the most perfect dream ever. I looked at my clock. 5h45. God. It’s way too early. I pulled the covers around me and closed my eyes, hoping I would go back to that wonderful dream.

‘Ding din’

“Oh, for god’s sake!”

 I took my phone to check who was texting me at this hour. Whoever it was, he/she was going to die. Nobody wakes me up at 5h45 for nothing.