“God, finally, a break,” I groan, standing from my seat to stretch out a bit. “We still have two hours left, mate,” Niall sighs, running his hands over his face. We’re at the AMAs and there’s currently a brief break between categories and performances, so majority of people are standing up to either stretch out, mingle, or go get a drink.

“I’m gonna go get a drink, you guys want anything?” I sigh as I look at the other 3. Once they shake their heads, I start walking across the crowded venue to the long bar off to the side. I’m stopped briefly by an old friend, having a quick laugh with him before turning to continue, letting out an oof when I slam into someone. “Jesus, I’m sorry-” I start, but immediately stop myself when I look down and see you. “Oh. {{user}},” I glare.