The Six Members of One Direction

Up All Night (Part 2)

(I thought I would switch this chapter up, and let the boy's have some POV time)

-Niall-

Standing up, I stretch out my body for the first time in hours. The boy's and I decided to watch a few movies before having to go to bed. I check the time on my phone 12:35 am flashes across the screen. We all then agree to finally go to bed. Paul comes in to count heads and make sure we are all safe inside the bus. He counts five heads and then becomes concerned. "Where's the sixth one of you?", he asks towards us. We all exchange confused looks, realizing that we didn't know. Harry speaks first, "she's not with you?". Paul quickly shakes his head and makes his way out of the bus.

-Harry-

Did Paul seriously not know where Y/N was? The five of us followed him outside. Paul and the rest of the guards were whispering about what to do next. Half of the guards went with Paul and the rest stayed with us. I decided to send Y/N a quick text to see if could get a response. I also encouraged the rest of boy's to do the same.

-Liam-

She was missing. Selecting her name from my phone, I pressed it and brought the phone up to my ear. It quickly sent me to her voicemail. Y/N wouldn't just run away, would she? With no luck in contacting her, the boy's and I decided to sit on the stairs of the bus. "Do you think she's okay?", Zayn asks. I nod towards him, "I think Y/N is smart enough to keep herself safe.". I try to reassure the rest of the boys, but also myself at the same time. A decent amount of time passes, then we hear the front gate open. We all see a Y/N with her head down, followed by guards on each side of her. The guards announce that it's time for bed.

-Y/N-

Ignoring the stares from the boy's, I make my into the tour bus and head to my bunk. I climb in and pull back the privacy curtain. The guards didn't understand that I wasn't trying to run away. I just wanted privacy, but they wouldn't listen to a thing I say. That's how things usually go around here. Due to my age everyone treats me like a child. "Love?", I hear softly outside of my curtain. Liam continues to speak, "can we ask why you ran away?". I sigh deeply before yanking the privacy curtain back. "If you must know, I didn't run away. I wanted privacy to write more songs.", I stated sharply towards them. They nodded, and looked at each other. I could tell they were wanting someone to continue the conversation. Louis then turns towards me, "we were just worried about you Y/N.". I then run my fingers through my hair, pushing it out of my eyes. "I know guys, thank you.", I smile towards them. We all say our good nights and let the sleep takeover our bodies.

My curtain is pushed back and my blanket gets softly pulled out of my grip. "Come on Y/N it's noon already.", a voice yells. "Lou, I love you. But I swear to god.", I mumble towards the voice. He laughs before continuing, "hear that lads? Y/N loves me.". The rest of the boys giggle along as I jump down from my bunk. I sit on the couch between Zayn and Niall. Hair and makeup artists come through the door. Apparently we have our first interview today, and it's based off fan questions. My nerves drop to the bottom of my stomach. The fans are great, they really are. But not all of them are one hundred percent sure about me being in the band yet. Most of them think I'm in a romantic relationship with the boys, even though we made it clear we weren't.

We are all placed on the couch, it took the interviewer a minute to decide how she wanted us to sit. In the end, I was put in the middle by Harry. The camera starts rolling and we introduce ourselves. "Today starts your tour, what are you guys most looking forward to?", the woman asked in front of us. The boy's and I mentioned seeing fans, traveling and so on. The interviewer pulled out strips of paper with fan questions on them. She hands them over to us and asks us to read them off, then to answer them. Louis starts, "who is the messiest?". We all think for a few seconds, before coming to the conclusion that it was indeed Harry. Moving onto Zayn's question, he reads off, "how do the boys feel about having a girl in the band?". I mess with my fingers as Niall speaks. "I think it's amazing. Y/N adds something to the band, just like the rest of us.". I smile towards him, sending a silent thank you. We all answer the rest of the questions, and finish up the interview.

After eating a late lunch, we all make our way towards the arena for tonight. Scanning over the whole stage, I notice how big the audience will be tonight. I reach to my neck to find the smooth feeling of my locket. I feel a hand on my shoulder, I turn to my right and see Harry. "It's amazing isn't it?", he asks. I nod in response, he then continues. "Do you remember when we met? Those two people didn't realize that they would be here together.". It's crazy to think back on the X-Factor days. We dreamed about being hear, and now we finally are. The other boy's make their way over to us, Liam mentions that warmups are starting soon.

I peak my head from behind the curtain to look at the crowd, there's so many people. Quickly bring my head back in to avoid being seen, I accidentally bump into someone. "Oh, I'm so sorry.", I speak to the person. "It's okay Y/N.", the voice laughs. My eyes meet the person, it's Josh. "Are you ready for tonight?",he asks me. We both talk about nerves and worries for tonight. Josh is called to the stage to take his seat at the drums, we wish each other good luck and head our separate ways. The boy's and I wait behind stage as the curtains move out of the way to show the instrumental part of the band. Music starts and we all begin singing the first song on the set list. We walk slowly onto stage and the crowd gets increasingly louder.

"That went better than expected.", Niall mentions as we all climb onto the bus. We all agree and proceed to change into comfier clothes. Brushing my hair, I take a seat next to Harry in the living room. "They were pretty nice compared to earlier.", I started before realizing the boys weren't aware of my earlier experiences with the fans. The turn their heads, Zayn being the first one to speak at me. "What do you mean love?". I explain the situation earlier and how a percentage of the fans aren't happy that I am in the band. They begin to talk about some hate they have already been sent as well. The boys let me know that the fans who are negative don't matter. We all get ready for bed, and begin to travel to our next location.

(Sorry about the quality, I am going to change the format so hopefully things will start to be better)