October 2015
**YOUR POV**
Harry should have finished sound check by now too, but he was still nowhere to be seen. I looked out of the window now and then to see if I would be able to spot his car pulling into my driveway, but there was nothing.
I called him, but didn't get an answer either, so I decided to call Niall. Perhaps he knew if he already left or if sound check took longer than excpected.
„Hi Y/n, what's up?" Niall answered instantly.
„Hey, Niall. Listen, are you guys still soundchecking?" I asked him.
„No, we finished a while ago actually."
„Oh really?" I wondered, starting to worry a bit about Harry.
„Why do you mean?"
„Harry is still not home yet and he doesn't answer his phone, so I thought I'd ask you, because I have no idea where he is." I explained. „And now that you're telling me you finished a while ago, I'm just a bit worried."
„Don't worry about him, Y/n. His phone probably died and he's stuck in traffic or something." He assured me.
„Well yeah, that makes sense I guess. Thanks though."
„No problem, see you later."
„See ya, bye Niall." I hung up the phone.
Niall was probably right, but I still found it weird. Harry normally chad a charger in his car, so why did he not call back?
I looked out of the window again and again, but still nothing. Until I finally heard a car outside followed by loud screams of people.
„What the hell." I said out loud and went to unlock the front door to see what's up just when I heard keys trying to open the door from the other side, but failing at the attempt as I heard that they fell on the floor, so I quickly unlocked the door and opened it only to see Harry who looked like a mess and behind him, just in front of the gates lots of cars and paps, my security trying everything to keep them under control.
„Jesus." I let out and immediately pulled Harry inside by his arm, making him stumble a little before I closed the door again and turned around to look at Harry again who stood there with broken sunglasses in his hands, a partly ripped shirt and his hair spread in front of his face.
„God, what happened to you?" I placed my hands on both of his upper arms, rubbing them gently. „Are you okay?" I brought my hand up to his face to brush his hair out of his face.
„I got mobbed." He breathed, finally letting out words.
„You got mobbed? How the hell did that happen?" I asked while taking his hand and pulling him with me to my living room and sitting him down on the couch.
„Well we finished sound check and I was on my way home, but wanted to get some coffee for us first so I stopped at a coffee shop and that was when it happened. I don't know how much paps and fans there were but there were a lot. I couldn't see a thing and when I tried to get back to the car, one of them ripped my shirt and almost choked me and another one pushed me and then my sunglasses fell off my head and now they're broken." He sighed, letting them fall onto the couch table.
„I thought it was over by then, but I noticed they followed me around so I drove around the city for god knows how long until I came here, but some of them still managed to follow me. That's basically what happened." He said and let himself fall back against the couch.
„Aw babe, I'm sorry. I hate it when paps do this." I knelt on the couch right next to Harry, resting my hand on his thigh. „Are you okay?" I asked him before I kissed his slightly stubbly, but still soft cheek.
„Yeah, but those were my favorite sunglasses." He whined. „Shit, I forgot the coffee in my car." He said, already getting up again.
„Forget the coffee, you can't go out there. Sit down and relax a bit, honey. And we'll get you new sunglasses, don't worry." I chuckled, playing with some of his curls. „Don't you wanna change your shirt? They completely ripped it open."
He looked down at his shirt and sighed. „I'd rather just sit here for a while."
„Alright then." I pressed a kiss on his lips and got up from the couch.
„Don't you wanna stay here with me?" He asked when I was about to go upstairs.
„In a minute, I'll get you a new shirt first." I told him and came back shortly after I got him one and he changed into it.
I got back onto the couch and rested my head on his lap while he ran his fingers through my hair, massaging my scalp slightly.
„Don't make me fall asleep, we have to be at the venue in a bit." I warned Harry, realizing that it wouldn't take me long until I fell asleep.
He giggled, making me smile instantly. „Come on then, let's get up and slowly head to the arena."
„Uggh, I don't want to." I whined, not having the motivation to get up at all.
„It's our last show in LA, come on love." He chuckled. „After the show we'll go on our date and get to enjoy the evening together." He pressed a kiss on my forehead before he slid both his arms under me and picke me up bridal style, swaying with me around the living room.
I giggled in amusement and held tight onto him, my arms wrapped around his neck.
„Okay, okay, let's go." I laughed before he set me down on the floor.
*
A little while later, we found ourselves at the arena again, almost ready to get up on stage for one last time in LA. I changed into a comfortable fit, that I loved very much and stood backstage together with the boys, swallowing one last big sip of water to stay hydrated when some members of our management and crew came and wanted our attention.
„Quick information guys before you go on stage." One of them said and we all listened. „We made a quick change of plans for the last show. You five..." He pointed at Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis and Zayn. „During ‚Right Now' you'll get on the platform we used on tour in 2013 during ‚Change My Mind' and Y/n, you'll stand on a podest in the middle of the stage for your parts of the song. It will start to rise as soon as you step on it."
This tour, management decided that we would sing ‚Right Now' together just a few songs before the encore since the fans loved the song so much and it fitted in the setlist.
„We never rehearesed it with the platform, it's too dangerous to do it last minute." Liam shook his head, as he said that.
„You did it a few years back, you know how it works."
„The stage layout is different this time, we can't just do it." Louis and all of the other ones agreed.
„You can and you will. We decide and that's how we do it." They said immediately. „Here, you'll get your security straps on and clink it in on your mic stands as soon as you get on the platform. Just like you did it back then." One of the crew members explained. „The platform will be 6 meters above the ground, so it will be a bit higher up than before, but nothing else changed."
Everything happened so fast as the decision was made by our managements, not really asking for any opinions of the boys whatsoever.
We had a minute left before going out on stage and I was not sure what to think about this whole last minute change. Not rehearsing such a big part of a show was not good and normally everyone knew that.
„Good luck, see you after the show, sweetie." Harry gave me a good luck kiss.
„Haz?" I held him back by his arm and he looked at me, his eyes fixed on mine, listening carefully. „Please be careful on that platform."
He nodded quickly. „I will, don't worry." Harry assured me with a little smile.
I smiled back before I got on my tip toes to press my lips even harder on his. „See you later, love you."
„Love you more." He smiled just as it was our cue to go on stage and the walls lifted for us to go out into the arena full of screaming fans.
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