Something's Gotta Give [A Niall Horan Love Story.] 19

                                    

                                          
A/N: Ahh, sorry it's taking me so long with these updates. I've just been super busy. But here you guys go! You guys are going to love this chapter! Thanks for all the support, love you guys. (:
                          
"Hello love," Marcus greeted as I walked down the backstage hall. I gave him a weak smile, my fingers tingling and my hands shaking. He grabbed my right hand, squeezing it soothingly as we walked side-by-side down the hall. He pulled me closer and it was a nice reminder that I had Marcus to calm me down. He always made me feel so loved and he just kept me relaxed.
                          
"You can do this," He said. I didn't turn to look at him and I know he wasn't looking at me anyways.
                          
"Why would you think something's wrong?" I asked, turning to look at him. He turned his head. He stopped walking and our hands dropped as I turned to face him, "I get to sing with you, don't I?"
                          
"Sophie.." He trailed off, a smile forming at his lips. He obviously caught on that I was trying not to think of the fact my ex-boyfriend would be in the same facility as me. He just grinned and then he started to chuckle which made me laugh a little. I saw Craig down the hall and took off, hearing Marcus laugh after me as I launched myself onto Craig's back.
                          
"Sophie!" Craig cheered in laughter as he stumbled forward. I squeezed my arms around his neck in a backwards hug and he held onto my legs, keeping me secure and safe on his back, "Someone's in a good mood. Was it because you saw me?"
                          
"It was," I joked back. He walked us into the backstage area where four girls ran up to us, nearly knocking Craig over. They tugged and tore at mine and Craig's bodies, squeezing my finger tips and pulling at my curls.Mandy came over though to fix up my make up and started scolding everyone to stop ruining my hair and outfit. I just rolled my eyes and was shoved into a seat, Mandy touching up my make up.
                          
"I'm walking on sun shine," I sang as I skipped to the crew members, grabbing my microphone. I smiled cheerily at them as they sent me smiles, laughing at my antics. I hurried over to side stage beside Craig as we peeked into the crowd, trying to scan it to see how many people were here today, but it was a sold out show... so it was all full.
                          
As Dermot introduced us, we were all already placed on stage or ready to sing our group performance for this week.... Walking on Sunshine. The whole week when we were practicing around the house, we were basically pulling our hair out because it had gotten so cheery and bright. And it was also how people were waking each other up with and it was just not fun, especially when it was Marcus screeching it in your ear.
                          
As we finished our performance, we smiled at the crowd, waving and blowing kisses before we headed backstage. I was walking towards my dressing room with Jade at my side when I heard someone say my name. It was a voice I hadn't heard in a while. My mind started screaming when I realized who it was and told me to just take off to my dressing room but I turned around anyways and waited until his body collided with mine.
                          
"I missed you! I'm so proud of you," Harry cheered as he squeezed me. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't move. He was holding me so tight. I think he realized this when I didn't respond. The second he let go, I let out a breath and he chuckled, "Oops sorry."
                          
"It's alright. Thanks, by the way, for all the support," I commented and he grinned, waving it off as if it was like no big deal. He nudged my arm.
                          
"No problem, Soph. How've you been? I haven't heard from you in a while. We've been wondering where you've been," He questioned.
                          
"Just been busy," I lied smoothly. He nodded and I knew he didn't believe me so before he could question me any further, I cleared my throat, "So where are the others?"
                          
"Over there somewhere. I came to get some water. It's hard to hit that high note sometimes," He chuckled and I smiled smally, realizing the boys would be singing Gotta Be You.