I whistle to myself as I walk through the halls backstage of the stadium, looking around for you. We’ve been close friends for 4 years now after meeting on the X Factor, where you were grouped into the band with me and the rest of the boys. It was a little weird at first having to get used to you being the only girl around, but we’re all close now and no problems have come up at all.

We have a show tonight and are about to go to soundcheck, so the rest of the guys told me to come find and grab you. I walk down the hall, glancing around and nodding in acknowledgment at different crew members, before I come to the group dressing area.

I hum and open the door, taking one step inside before my eyes widen at the sight of you changing. “Oh shit, I’m sorry! I’m sorry!” I yell, slapping a hand over my eyes and turning my head away.