𝗜𝗡 𝗠𝗜𝗗𝗦𝗧 𝗢𝗙 𝗧𝗛𝗘𝗜𝗥 𝗖𝗢𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗥𝗧 Harry could be seen scanning the crowd for something— his green eyes squinting as much as they can to try and see from.the massive crowd of their fans in front of them. He raised a hand to stop the music, unease setting inside him.

"Harry?" Called Liam, confused on why they suddenly stopped. "Okay— has anyone seen the little one with the earmuffs at the front row?" Harry asked, his deep voice echoing through his microphone. He tried to be calm and not react immediately, just in case he just missed her.

"Are they—" Zayn immediately reacted, his voice cutting off as he took his mic away from his mouth. His brows furrowed in concern as he went towards where the little child was supposed to be. "Paul? Paul?" Louis began to call out, heading towards the backstage as his big brother mode kicks in.

"They're with Paul." Louis had came back, relief written all over his face as a smile bloomed on his features. "Good." Niall breathed out as he couldn't help but let out a small laugh at the rush of anxiety that went through them.

𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗕𝗢𝗬𝗦 were supposedly babysitting Paul's youngest child. Unable to stay with their mother, Paul (the boys' bodyguard) had took it upon himself to take his child on tour with him— with permission, of course. The boys had just fallen in love with.the little one almost immediately, always taking them on stage or looking for them in the crowd whenever they knew that the little one wanted to watch them in action.