[i know i said i would update the next day but i honestly had no plot. :( I hope you enjoy this though! x]

The ride to the arena was loud, as the boys were very excited for their last show in this state. Alyssa and I sat in the back observing their cheerful moods, and it was something I had never had the pleasure of witnessing in person. We arrived back at the same arena as yesterday night; the front was far more crowded than the last. The driver went all the way to the back, and parked near the back entrance. The boys jumped out first, and then Alyssa and I.

“Are you excited?” Harry asked as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders.

“Of course.” I smiled up at him.

We walked in together, and soon Harry was sent to the dressing room, giving me one last kiss before we were separated again. Alyssa and I were shown to our seats right in front of the stage, away from the fans, and were given back stage passes.

We stood at the front and watched as the fans flowed in, some waving at us. Soon enough the lights began to dim and 5SOS opened up the show.

I genuinely enjoyed their music, but I had never met them before. I watched as they got the crowd going, but I could tell that their nerves were growing by the second as the time neared for the boys to come on stage.

“It’s going to get super loud in here.” Alyssa warned me.

“Louder than it already is?”

She nodded. “The last time I was out here watching, I was deaf for the rest of the night.”

I shook my head and looked around, the countdown was now on the screen and the seconds were lessening. Soon enough the boys came on stage, all stage lights flashed on, and the screams pierced my ears. I looked at Alyssa, my eyes narrowed as I shook my head.

“Get used to it, Amelia” She shouted.

I sighed, although I couldn’t even hear myself do it. I couldn’t really hear anything other than the boys singing, and the crowed behind me. Harry and Louis came to our side every now and then, shooting us looks or dancing in front of us. The show continued, and at this point we were more than half way through the show. Harry came to our side again, and motioned for me to come closer. I complied and came closer to the stage. As Harry leant down to whisper in my ear the crowd got louder, and I was plugging my outside ear to hear what Harry had to say.

“Knock knock.” He said.

I pulled away and smiled at him, shaking my head and laughing. “Get back to your show, Harold.”

He winked and got back up, running back over to the boys and finishing the song they were on. A few more songs came, along with jokes from Harry, and now there were 2 songs until the show was finished. I watched Harry mostly throughout the show, and noticed a difference in his behavior. He seemed to be more out of breath than he was, but I blamed it on the high energy of the show, and the excitement.

Midway through the show Harry became extremely out of breath and was now panting. My heart began to pound as I watched his every move.

“What’s wrong with him?” Alyssa asked.

“I don’t know...”

As soon as I said that harry placed his microphone down and ran off stage. The boys all stopped and looked around, still carrying on with the show. My heart pounded in my chest and I had no time to think, I ran directly to the guard by the stage lining.

“I need to get back stage.” I demanded.

“Sorry kiddo, you can’t get back there staff only.”

“You don’t understand,” I frantically spoke. “That’s my boyfriend; please I need to get back there.”

He laughed and continued to walk along the edge of the stage.

I bit my bottom lip and pushed my hair back. Zayn and Niall ran over to the side of the stage, and as if they knew exactly what I was thinking they called me over.

“He needs his inhaler.” They informed me.

They reached for my hands and I held them both up, and I was soon pulled on stage. The crowd began to scream again, but I blocked it out as I listened to the instructions of Zayn as to where his inhaler was. They rushed me to the back and Harry was standing right there, back turned and deeply taking in breaths.

“Harry.” I spoke as I turned him around to face me.

He tried his best to hide his discomfort, but failed. I put my hand on his back and we sped to where Zayn told me his inhaler was. I walked into the room, scanning it desperately until I found what I was looking for. I went to the shelf where the inhaler was sat, and grabbed it; shaking it before handing it to Harry. I let him take it from there, as he took 2 puffs and placed the cap back on. He sat on the couch in the room, and continued to breathe deeply. I went and sat beside him, rubbing his back and telling him how well he did at the show tonight, and how extremely proud I was of him.

He was disappointed in himself.

“Harry there’s no need to feel bad.” I pressed.

“I didn’t get to finish, we had one more song and I couldn’t even stay for 3 more minutes.”

“I know Harry, we all know but there will be other shows. I’m sure the audience will understand.”

Harry shook his head and looked towards me. I kissed the wrinkles on his forehead, and then his lips before telling him,

“You need to shower, you smell.”

“You are so supportive.” He smirked kissing me again.

“But in all seriousness,” I started. “Do you need anything? Are you feeling better?”

“I’m fine now, Love.”

I nodded and looked down at my wrist, checking the time.

The show had already ended, the last one in the state, and Harry had to get off early. I did feel bad for him; I knew how important his fans were to him, and having to leave the show just a few minutes before it was meant to end had to bother him.

*
The boys got cleaned up and we were taken back to the hotel, only to pack our things and load everything, including ourselves, on the tour bus. We hauled everything through the hotel, and made it out the back door. We packed out bags in the sides, and got into the surprisingly big tour bus.

“Oh my god.” I said as I stopped and looked around. “IS THAT A FRIDGE?”

“A fully stalked fridge.” Liam replied with a laugh.

“This is heaven.”

“It’s just a big bus.” Alyssa said.

“UM? A BIG BUS WITH A FULLY STALKED FRIDGE.”

“It’s too late for you to be hungry.” Niall said as he took a bite of his burger.

I put ruffles down, and raised my hands in defense. Harry and the bus driver came in last, and within minutes we were on our way to the next state. It was now 1:00 am, and everyone else seemed far from tired, but I was nearly falling asleep on Harry’s shoulder.

“You should go to sleep.” Harry whispered in my ear.

“I’m not tired.” I mumbled.

“You’re falling asleep on my shoulder; I’ll go to sleep with you if you want.”

“Harry no it’s oka-“

“We’re going to bed now guys.” Harry announced.

Everyone said their good nights to us, and we went back to where the beds were. I pulled back the curtain and looked in.

“These are really small, Harry.”

“That just means we’ll be closer.” He winked.

“And uncomfortable, I can take the couch if you want.”

Harry shook his head and got in first, and then opened his arms up for me to come in. I got in and Harry instantly wrapped his arms around me, bringing me closer to his body. I closed the curtains and tightly squeezed in Harry’s arms to face him. His nose touched mine, and as dark as it was there was a strip of light coming in, making it possible to see his face.

“I love you.” I said as I kissed his lips.

“I love you.” He replied

“AMY!” Niall shouted as he pulled back the curtain.

My hands flew up to cover my eyes, and I realized I had a headache.

I pulled the blankets up and turned towards Harry, burying my face in his bare chest.

“Amy let’s go get food.”

“Niall, please go away.” I mumbled.

“Come on no one else is awake and I’m hungry.”

“Ask Alyssa or something.” I said as I pulled the sheets closer to me.

“I’ll pay for the food, Amy please I don’t want to be lonely.”

“Give me 10 minutes.” I groaned.

Niall clapped his hands, and I heard his footsteps fade as he walked away.

“Bring me back some food.” Harry’s raspy voice said.

“I don’t feel like it.” I replied as I turned to get off the bed.

Harry’s arms tightened around me, pulling me back. He kissed my cheek and asked for food once more, and I agreed to bring him some.

I jumped down and picked up my sweat pants and a sweater, taking it to the bathroom to change. I didn’t have the time, or and use for doing my hair, so I put it in a ponytail and put on some sun glasses. I left my old clothes on the bathroom floor, and walked out to find Niall on the couch playing with Ruffles.

“Come on.” I yawned.

Niall got up and walked to the door of the bus, holding it open for me to get out before him. We were parked at a gas station, so I was assuming the only food I would be eating was chips and sweets, but I wasn’t complaining. We walked in and the bell on the top of the door rang. It was surprisingly cold inside, and I wrapped my sweater tightly around me. Niall lead me to the chip isle of the small gas station, and we picked up numerous bags of chips and crackers. When we went to pay we stood in the small line at the cash and I looked over to the side and spotted a magazine from last night.

I was on the cover.

A gossip magazine with a photo of Niall and Zayn helping me on stage was printed on the cover, arms up and sleeves down. Which meant, fully exposed scars.

They blew up the one section of my arm, and made comments towards it. My heard began to pound in my chest, I wasn’t ready for this. As my career was just barely starting this was the last thing I needed. I was fully aware that I would have to tell people at some point, but I didn’t expect that to be so soon.

“Take these.” I said as I handed Niall the chip bags I was carrying in my hands.

He took them and continued on his phone. I went to the stand and got a magazine off; everything began to feel real to me.

This was real, people were going to know.

My breath hitched in my throat, and I had to stop the tears from pouring out of my eyes as I went to the page that talked about my photo. It explained that the scars were obviously the reason I had always been seen with long sleeves and that it was played out very well, but they didn’t only talk about my reasoning for the long sleeves, or all the bracelets. They had talked about how I had no reason to do such a thing to myself, that my life was perfect. I shook my head and closed the magazine and went back to Niall, who was now laying the bags all on the counter. I placed my magazine on the counter as well, and as the man scanned it he looked at me, clearly recognizing who I was.

I just looked down, my heart was still pounding in my chest and I was trying my complete hardest to keep myself together.

The checkout was fast, and we left immediately after we got the receipt along with our bags. I rushed to the bus, forcefully opening the door, causing it to slam closed before Niall re-opened it. I dropped the bags on the table and ran to Alyssa who was on the couch, along with the other boys except Harry.

“I need to talk to you.” My voice shook.

Alyssa didn’t reply, she just got up and lead me to the bunk area. The shower was going, so I knew Harry wasn’t in bed still.

“What happened, why are you shaking?”

I handed her the magazine, and she unrolled it, her eyes instantly widening as she took in what she was reading.

“Amy-“

“What am I going to do?” Tears were already streaming out of my eyes and onto my cheeks.

“First you’re going to calm down.” She hushed.

“You don’t get it.” I shook my head. “This is a big deal, a very big deal. This is one of my biggest secrets, and now everyone knows it. Everyone can buy this magazine and read all the lies it has written on the pages about me, and my ‘perfect life’ or maybe they can read about how I had no reason to do that to myself. Maybe they can get to know me that way right?” I spoke.

“I understand Amy.” She said rubbing my arms.

“No.” I choked out. “You don’t. What am I going to do? The other boys don’t even know. I can’t do this, I can’t.”

“You’ll just have to explain yourself. Or not. You don’t even need to do that. If you don’t want to you do not have to tell anyone why this happened, or how it happened.”

“They’re going to make assumptions. They’re going to think that I had everything so perfect forever, and they’ll say I did it for attention and we know I didn’t and it’s not fair. Why did this happen, I’m not ready.”

I completely broke down.

Alyssa took me into her arms, rubbing my back as she tried to hush my breathless cries. I cried into her shoulder, completely sobbing.

“What happened?” Harry asked.

Shit.

Alyssa pulled away and wiped my tears with the pads of her thumbs.

“I’m going to leave you to it.” She nodded and then walked away.

Harry made his way to me slowly; arms open for me to place myself between them. I didn’t hesitate to take the offer; I wrapped my arms around him and brought him close to me. I still silently sobbed into his chest, but not as badly as I had with Alyssa.

“What happened?” He asked again, rubbing my back.

“A magazine-“I took a shaky breath. “My scars.”

“Breathe Amy, calm down.” Harry said as he got out of the hug and looked at me.

He pushed a loose hair behind my ear.

I bent down and picked up the magazine, and then gave it to harry to look at.

He held a blank expression as he flipped through the pages, stopping on the one that was strictly dedicated to my scars.

“This is sick.” He shook his head in disgust.

I kept my head down, sniffling every now and then. My tears have now slowed but not completely stopped, the thought of what had happened only brought them back stronger than the time before.

I knew I had to do something about this, but what that was, I had no idea.