I kissed Niall on the cheek dramatically, and the crowd screamed.

We stood onstage for a minute, Kylie and I hugging and the other boys pushing each other around.

 “TIME FOR KYLIE TO LEAVE NOW. PEOPLE HAVE SAID TO GET ON WITH THE MUSIC.” Louis yelled, grabbing her and slinging her over his shoulder again.

“LOUIS! I can walk!” she screamed, beating his back.

“Love you!” I called to her, and she stopped abusing Louis for a second to make a hand heart at me, upside down.

This was the best concert ever.

*Kylie’s POV*

I skipped around backstage, joyful. “Guess what Lou?” I sang to their stylist.

“Obviously you're not leaving.” She smiled.

“Did you see it? It was just so adorable.” I sighed, plopping on a chair and throwing my head back.

@5boys1dlove: awh @kykycarter and @zaynmalik tonight xx #ZaylieForever. Twitpic.com/awhlookatthemm

The picture was of us kissing onstage, with the picture of us kissing in the background.

I retweeted her, and then tweeted my own post.

@kykycarter: @zaynmalik thank you for tonight<33 #ZaylieForever

“Kylie. I helped plan it.” Lou said, rolling her eyes.

The boys came running back, stripping clothes off.

“EW! Warning!” I screeched, covering my eyes.

“Sorry, Ky. Didn’t see you there.” Liam said, slipping new pants on.

“I love you!” Zayn called on the way back out.

“Awh!” Lou cooed, pinching my cheek. I’m glad I had her with me, because I was going crazy with all these guys.

“Why did you guys get in such a big fight anyway?” she asked, and I took a deep breath.

“Weeelll…promise not to tell?”

“No, I gossip everything to Lux.” She said sarcastically, and I laughed.

“Okay. No judgment.”

“No judgment.” Lou was 9 years older than me, but I told her pretty much everything, she was one of my best friends.

“So I thought I was pregnant. When I told Zayn, he flipped out and called me a slut. He wasn’t there for me at all.”

“He called you that?! Why? It’s his fault too!”

“But it wouldn’t be his. We haven’t…you know. It would’ve been Harry’s. So yeah, Zayn freaked out and stuff. Harry was there for me. But I’m not pregnant. My period just decided to freak me out by being late and I had the mini-flu. It’s here now, if you didn’t see the pictures of Harry holding the box of tampons for me.” I chuckled, even though Harry was carrying tampons to cover up the pregnancy scandal hiding deeper in the bag.

“No wonder you didn’t talk to him for a while. That asshole!” She exclaimed.

“See! I had a good reason.”

“I’m glad you forgave him, though. You guys are adorable.”

I felt my cheeks heat up. “Yeah. It was so cute...and I couldn’t be like ‘haha no’ onstage and just leave!”

“Well, you could’ve.” Lou speculated, bringing a brush over to me. She started brushing my hair out, humming.

“Lou? What are you doing? And I wanted to forgive him, like two days ago. I just needed proof he cared.”

“I’m brushing your hair. It’s messy from being carried on and offstage. And yeah, I get it.”

The boys ran backstage again, sweaty and gross. Zayn captured me in a hug immediately.

“EW ZAYN GET OFF.” I screeched, and he pulled back, laughing.

“Yay Zayn is fixed! No more depressed Zayn!” Niall yelled. He was always super hyper after a concert.

“Ow!” Zayn yelped, holding his head. “Why, Lou?”

“Kylie told me, you idiot! What is wrong with you?” Apparently, she hit him. Good.

“I’m the stupidest person alive.” He nodded.

“But I love you anyway.” I said with a smile.

“I’ll never forgive myself, babe.” He sighed, looking at me with big eyes.

“And if it happens again, I’ll never forgive you either.” I said, half joking, half serious.

“Never again. I will never ever hurt you again, you’re my world.”



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