I hum to myself as I watch the current performer finishing up on the main stage, calmly sat in my seat while Niall playfully dances with Liam, and who even knows where Louis and Zayn went.

Probably smoking in the bathroom.

I managed to snag an orange earlier backstage, absolutely starving since we haven’t had time to eat in a few hours. I’m a little tired too, from all the jet lag on tour, so I’ve been in my own head for most of tonight. I find it a little ridiculous we were forced to attend tonight, after all the traveling lately, but whatever.

I tilt my head a little as I look around, noticing you sat right in front of me. I think I recognize you as another singer, but either way, you’re quite attractive.

I’m tired, but I’m still a natural flirt. Sue me.

I clear my throat and tap your shoulder lightly, leaning forward a little so you can hear me. “Orange slice?” I offer with a half smile, holding out a piece of the fruit.