Up All Night: A One Direction Fan Fiction (Completed)

Chapter 1: An Epic Concert

Harry’s Point of View:

            What Makes You Beautiful. That’s the first thing I thought of when I saw this chick. Everything about her was breathtaking. From her gorgeous flowing hair to her tan skinny legs; I couldn’t draw my eyes away from her. I would of went up to her and asked her for the digits, but I just STOOD THERE. Flapping idiot. I’m supposed to be the stud! I don’t even know this girl’s name and look what she’s doing to me.

Louis’ Point of View:

            I had to get them out of there! They were going to embarrass themselves because they weren’t talking! I could tell Harry was falling for her though.  Since I was closer to Harry, I could tell when he really liked a girl, and he did.  I had to help him out.  When Harry and Niall weren’t paying attention, I ran back over to the girls. 

“Okay, look, Niall and Harry could barely breathe when they saw you. Is there any way I could get your name and numbers so their lives will be spectacular?” I said with a wink. They got a piece of paper and wrote down their name and numbers and I slipped it into my back pocket. “Thanks girls,” I said as I ran back to the boys.  They didn’t even notice I was gone.

Nia’s Point of View:

            Did Louis Tomlinson really ask for MY number for Niall Horan? The only reason why I was still standing was because I was leaning up against the gate that One Direction was on the other side of not even two minutes ago.  Girls around Charlotte and I were snickering and giving us rude looks, but we didn’t care.  When the line started moving, I realized that it was 6:30 and they were letting people in so they could sit down.  As we got closer to the door, Niall, Harry, Zayn, Louis, and Liam walked back by us and Louis winked because he was the only one that saw us and we had our own little secret with him that the other boys didn’t know about.  When we found our front row seats, we immediately sat down.  The only thing going on in my head was the fact that Louis Tomlinson has my number in his back pocket.  Just then I got a text from an unknown number.  It said “I hope to see you backstage after the concert. ;) Xx. –Niall.” I squealed with excitement and jumped up.  The people around us must have thought that I was insane because I jumped about a foot in the air.  Charlotte acted like she didn’t know me, but when I sat back down and showed her what Niall said, she jumped higher than I did.  When I realized that we wouldn’t be able to get backstage, I told him, but he said he would let Paul know to let us through.  I was shaking with excitement.  They came out on stage and when I saw Niall, I had the biggest smile on my face and so did he when our eyes met. 

Charlotte’s Point of View:

            “I should’ve, I should’ve, oh, I should’ve kissed you.” Nia and I sang with One Direction.  Harry looked directly at me when he sang this verse.  I felt myself blush.  He was so cute!  We knew all the words to every song they sung and we sang right along with them.  When they sang “What Makes You Beautiful”, they pulled five lucky girls up on stage with them.  Niall looked right at Nia and smiled while he helped her up on stage and Harry took my hand and the next thing I knew, I was on stage with my best friend and One Direction.  It was like a dream come true.  It was the last song of the night, so they helped us off the stage, but not before we got a quick kiss on the cheek.  I felt all the blood rush to my face.  Harry winked at me, and walked me back to my seat.  He was such a gentleman. 

Liam’s Point of View:

            Even though I loved touring with the guys, I really missed my family and Danielle.  As soon as we got off stage, I was on my phone texting Dani.  Fans started to come around us to get pictures so I had to put my phone away.  Fans came and went, but Niall and Harry acted like they were waiting for someone.  They were pacing and jumping up and down nervously. 

“What are you guys doing?” I asked them.

Louis replied for them, “They’re waiting for the love of their lives to walk through that door right there.” Zayn laughed and Harry pushed him off of the arm of the couch that he was sitting on.

Just then, two drop-dead gorgeous girls walked through the door.  At the sight of them, Niall and Harry stood straighter and had the biggest smiles on their faces.  I knew that’s who they were waiting for.  I looked at Zayn, who was almost drooling.  I was going to go up to him and hit him in the head so he would close his mouth, but I gave Louis a look and he hit him for me.  Louis broke the silence first and introduced the girls to Niall and Harry.  They hugged each other and since they already had their numbers, we all spent the next fifteen minutes talking before they were ushered out by Paul.  Since we had a tour in Denver the next night, we had a long trip ahead of us.  When we were on the bus, I would see a light from a phone screen turn on for a few seconds and then turn off.  I could tell that Niall and Harry were already texting the girls.  I looked over at Niall who was sleeping next to me, and every text he got, he would have the biggest grin on his face. I had never seen him like this.  He was truly falling for Nia Hawthorne.

Nia’s Point of View:

            After our amazing time in California, we realized that it was time to go home.  We took our Charger back to the rental place and boarded the plane.  We had a four hour flight ahead of us until we got back to Indianapolis, Indiana.  Even though I was going to miss California, I was missing my family and friends even more. During the flight, Charlotte and I slept like we’d never slept before.  We had the best seats in First Class.  When the plane landed, we got our bags and left the airport.  We drove my 2012 black Camaro that I got for my eighteenth birthday home and I dropped Charlotte off.  When I got home, my mom, dad, and sister were excited to see me and hear about my trip.  My little sister, Sophia, that was four years younger than me was also a huge fan of One Direction.  When I told my family about the concert, I looked right at my sister when I told her that I met them.  She screamed and almost fainted.  I had always been pretty close to my sister, so I took her out to eat so she could ask me about them without my parents interupting me while I talked.  After we ate, we went to a movie and I realized that I missed my little sister. 

Charlotte’s Point of View:

            As I walked through the door, my parents gave me the biggest hug and demanded that I tell them how my trip went.  I didn’t want to be rude, but I really just wanted to go to my room and sleep in my own bed.  After I told them that the concert was great and that I met them, my mom screamed because she got really excited.  It was the funniest thing I had seen all day, but mostly because I was really tired.  I went to my huge bedroom and fell on my bed.  I was asleep within seconds.  When I woke up, I had the cutest text from Harry.  It said, “I hope you made is safely home.  I’m really glad I met such a wonderful and beautiful girl like you.  Definitely the best concert that we’ve been on.  I hope to see you soon, love. Xxx –Harry.”  I was smiling uncontrolably.  I decided that I should go see one of my friends that I’d been close with for the past few years, but we werent as close as Nia and I were.  His name was Alex.  We’d been best friends from the beginning and I never liked him any more than that, and he was the one that was always there for me when I needed someone, so he was the first one I told (of my friends besides Nia) about Harry.  I drove my white Jeep Wrangler over to Alex’s house.  I told him about my spring break and careful not to leave out any details about the concert.  When I finished my story, he just stared at me, dumbfounded.  I had no idea what was wrong with him, just when Harry texted me, “Thinking about you. Getting ready for tonights concert, wishing you were here. X” I smiled, and told Alex that I had to go, and got up and left.  Normally, he would walk me out the door, but this time, he sat on the couch and didn’t even say bye to me.