While on the Run

Part X

"I cannot believe I am backstage at Ellen right now," I whispered under my breath as I took in the sight around me.

The plan for calming down the madness that was sure to ensue after the band's comeback performance was to go live on Ellen the following morning to answer all of the lingering questions and announce their reunion tour.

"God, this is one of my favorite places ever," Liam said in response to my comment. He looked in my direction and shot me the biggest smile in the world.

I made a glance at the three other boys. They all had looks of light and love, which made me happier than anything else. Though they're running on minimal sleep and still recovering from the hype and craziness from the VMAs, they looked like they were truly on cloud nine.

One Direction fans have been tweeting the boys and the band's official Twitter account like it was no tomorrow, begging for more information about what was to come. Our official response?

"We're back! Tune in to The Ellen Show tomorrow at 11:00am EST for more information about what's next for One Direction..."

As I walked into the boys' dressing room, I grabbed a water bottle and sat in a corner chair as Harry, Louis, Liam and Niall went through the PR low-down with their publicists, who reminded them of the topics that they could and could not talk about.

Reunion tour? Absolutely. New music? Sparingly. Whose solo music was better? STEER CLEAR! And so on and so on...

I zoned out of the conversation to take a look at them. Niall opted to wear a pair of dark wash jeans, white t-shirt and grey bomber jacket. Louis was also wearing dark jeans and a light grey sweater. Liam wore light beige khaki pants with a red, plaid button up. Harry was wearing a simple, black suit with a dark red button-up that had the top few buttons left undone.

I couldn't help but admit to myself how different the four of these men were. Their styles, attitudes, and overall personalities are completely vast and unique; but, there's no better combination that brings out the best in each of them.

I smiled to myself, just thinking about how proud I am of the boys and all of the future success that is to come. They had their reigning few years of upcoming fame, made killer solo careers based on their individual talent, and now they're going to make history once again.

"B, did you hear me?" I snapped my head in the direction of the boys, all of which were looking very expectantly at me.

"I'm sorry, what's up?" I asked, shaking my head slightly.

"I asked if we were going to have anything to do once we're done here," Liam stated.

"Oh, no. You're all free until tonight. My house at 9pm so we can head to the airport by 10pm." All four heads shook with acknowledgement, but I saw a small smirk make its way onto Styles' face. I immediately thought of the plan we had for this afternoon. Harry was going to stop by a local Indian restaurant and pick up a few of our favorites and bring it by my house so we could relax with a late lunch and movie marathon.

"Blake!" Niall got my attention as he made his way away from his conversation with Louis and walked towards me.

"What's up?" I asked, shooting him a friendly smile.

"Well, I was just thinking that we haven't had a chance to catch up in a while. Wanna grab some salads at that organic market that you love and head to my place for lunch?"

My smile immediately fell. I saw Niall notice and quickly changed my demeanor. "As much as I would love that, Niall, I just have way too much to do to enjoy a lunch break," I added with a laugh. "I still have to pack myself, make itinerary lists to send to you all, book Louis a plane ticket for next week when he goes to visit his family in London-"

Niall interrupted, "Hey! No worries. Rain check?"

I sighed, "Absolutely." Niall shot me a smile just as I heard Harry's voice.

"Niall, mate c'mon! They're calling us to the stage."

As Niall turned away to walk in the boys' direction, I called, "Bye guys! Break a leg!" I added a wink.

As the room cleared out, I grabbed my water bottle and a granola bar from the craft table and plopped myself on their dressing room couch in front of the backstage TV.

Now, to watch and make sure they don't say anything they're not supposed to.

Then, I could forget about going on my date with Harry. I'd be taking on damage control...

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As I watched the show, I couldn't help but laugh at the conversations and situations that Ellen put the boys into.  Besides grilling them on the details of getting back together, she teased them on their love life and rekindled friendship. Oh, and she totally scared the pants off them when a crew member, dressed as a giant spider, jumped out from behind the couch mid-conversation.

I was currently watching them play a game of "Newlyband game". It was Ellen's spin off of the Newlywed game, testing the boys on their knowledge of each other. It was kind of adorable. As the game came to a conclusion, I grabbed four water bottles and made my way down the backstage corridor. The boys were going to have a few minutes of a break before they were due back on set for their reunion performance of "Drag Me Down" and I was sure that they would want some water before singing.

I had perfect timing, as I rounded the back of the stage the boys came from the other side. They gave their thanks as I handed each of them a water bottle.

"How'd we do, love?" Niall asked after he finished his water. Liam collected all the empty bottles and went to toss them in a nearby waste basket.

"Wonderful, guys. Awesome job," I stayed with a small smile on my face. "And you're sure to break a leg with your performance. I'm sure of it."

Harry ducted his head in embarrassment at my praise, while the remaining three shot me a smile at the words of encouragement. 

Just then, a backstage employee came to signal the boys back to stage.

With a small wave, I turned to head back to the dressing room and plopped down on the couch just in time to catch Ellen finish introducing the band.

I watched the four of them completely crush their performance. I'm sure they would be getting praised by their vocal coach later that evening.
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I just turned on my television when I heard a knock at the door. Smiling to myself, I headed to the door and opened it to see a smirking Harry holding two plastic bags full of delicious smelling food.

"Hi," Harry said in a low voice as he moved to enter my apartment.

"Hi yourself," I answered, following him into the kitchen. As soon as he placed the containers down the counter he turn around to face me, both hands cupping me cheeks. We stood there, together, staring into each other's eyes, searching for some kind of hesitation. I looked into his green eyes and lost myself in his seductive look. I'm not sure how long we stood there, taking each other in, but as soon as I felt his ring clad fingers start to caress my cheek, I surged forward until I felt Harry's lips touch mine.

I felt him freeze up at my sudden movement. But a second later Harry started moving to meet my movement, head tilted and lips parting against my own. I sucked in a breath at the amazing feeling of kissing Harry. It was one that I'd never get used to. I felt his soft lips move against my own, his lips capturing my top lip, and then my bottom.

Harry moved to kiss the corner of my lips and then started to trail his lips down the side of my neck. Without thinking, my right hand moved the grasp the kitchen counter behind me and my left moved to curl around Harry's hair.

Yeah, I could totally get used to this.