17 Again.
Chapter One.
"Thank you guys so much for coming out tonight! We have the best fans in the world!!! A massive thank you for every single one of you and we will see you guys next year for our next Stadium Tour!!" I yelled the last words causing the whole arena to erupt with cheers.
This was the last show of our Second stadium tour, it was a bittersweet feeling but it won't be long before we start our next tour. I waved my final good bye and followed the rest of the boys off the stage. This was the part I hated the most. We literally had thirty seconds to change into our sleeping clothes and run to the tour bus before fans start leaving the arena to follow us.
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" I could hear Paul, our tour manager yelling at us to get our ass in the bus. The rush of adrenaline nearly caused me to fall face first when I tripped over Niall's shoe on my way to the bus, our temporary home. I didn't notice I was the last one until I jumped inside and saw that everyone was already getting ready for our movie night, something we do every night after a show just to calm us down from the rush and remind us that we are just regular lads having a good time. I took a seat next to Louis and rested my head on his shoulder. No we are not gay but we do have a special bond that makes our friendship different from the rest of the lads.
"What movie do you want to watch Haz? It's your turn to choose" Louis whispered. I shrugged, lifting my head off his shoulder and leaving my spot on the sofa. "I'm not sure if I want to watch a movie tonight, I'm just going to get some rest" I replied, receiving lots of groans from the boys. I looked over to Niall's sad puppy face trying hard not to laugh. "Sorry bro but I'm just not feeling it tonight" I said while ruffling his perfectly styled hair. I walked to the back of the tour bus to where out beds were. Gosh I hated these bloody bunk beds, that's the only good thing from the tour ending, I will finally be able to sleep in a real bed. I peeled off my shirt and jeans and jumped in my bunk.
I could hear the boys fighting over what movie to watch which caused me to smile. I love each and every one of them, they have seriously become brothers to me. I laid in bed just thinking about everything we have accomplished. We were literally considered the biggest boy band in the world which was sick! But I also wonder how life would be without the fame, I'm not trying to sound like an arrogant famous person but thoughts like those always come to mind. I've spent the past five years in One Direction, under a contract that controls everything I do. The only thing I have control over is my own breathing. They tend to be harder and stricter on me, for the other lads they give them a bit more freedom. But they control everything I do... Who I date, who I can't date. Who I text, who I can't text. What I can say in interviews, what I can't say. I am slowly becoming someone else.
I must have been in deep thought for hours because I could hear the boys turning off the tv and making their way to the bunks. I heard a loud thump and had to stop my self from laughing when Louis shrieked "For Gods sake Niall!!! Be quiet Harold is sleeping" and then I heard a loud smack. I had to cover my mouth from letting a giggle escape as I heard the boys playfully arguing in whispers. They finally calmed down and I felt Louis climb on the bunk on top of me. "Goodnight boys!" He sang before drifting off to sleep.
It was quiet now and all I could hear was the light snoring coming from Niall's bunk across from me. Yup! There's no way I would ever trade the boys for anything in the world. They were my best friends. I have been with them 24/7 for the past five years. We grew up together, we were now 22-24 years old. They knew the real me and that's all that mattered. I just wish the fans would know too. I repositioned myself for a more comfortable sleep and felt my eye lids get heavy. "Good night boy" I whispered mostly to myself before I drifted off to sleep as well.
*A huge shooting star flew across the sky above the moving tour us.*
"Harold!!!! Wake up you are late for school!" I heard a all too familiar voice yell from above me. Wait... Why does that sound like my mom? I wasn't supposed to be home until next week. I shot my eyes open to find myself in my bedroom. Why was I here? Most importantly how long have I been sleeping and how did I get here? I looked around and noticed my room looked very different, not how I left it last. I totally forgot my mother, Anne, was still there until I was done looking around the room.
"Harry, honey are you okay?" she asked with concern in her voice and eyes. I still was not capable of speaking. I was confused beyond words. I guess she saw my puzzled look because she went over to over the blinds and walked back over to me. "Harry stop messing around you have school in thirty minutes get your butt out of bed!!" She was now raising her voice. Wait what? School? I thought I was done with that like five years ago?
"School?" I barely made out. She looked at me with disbelief. "Yes!! Now hurry. I knew I shouldn't have let you sleep that much during the break" she said before turning around and leaving me alone confused in bed. Woah! I needed to call Louis and see what was going on. I reached for my phone and looked through my contacts. Hmmm I didn't recognize any name I had on there which made me panic even more! I had lost my phone! I jumped out of the not familiar bed and ran down stairs. "Mom someone stole my phone!" I yelled looking around the house.
"Umm Harry calm down! Why are you still in your pajamas? Don't you have school in like thirty minutes?" Now that's someone who could help me with what's going on.. Gemma.
"Oh gosh Gemma I'm so confused! Why am I here? I should be on the tour bus heading back home with the rest of the boys!" I said it all without taking a breathe. She looked at me with wide eyes, not sure if because she thought I was crazy or if she knew what I was talking about. There was an awkward silence before she spoke.
"Umm Harry? Remember that wish we made together?" She whispered for only me to hear. I thought about it for a while and finally remembered a wish We both made before going to the x-factor.... "I wish we could stay young forever".
I nodded, not really knowin where she was going with this. "Well I think it finally came back to bite our ass" was all she said and that's all she needed to say because I knew where she was going with this..
I was 17 again.
This was the last show of our Second stadium tour, it was a bittersweet feeling but it won't be long before we start our next tour. I waved my final good bye and followed the rest of the boys off the stage. This was the part I hated the most. We literally had thirty seconds to change into our sleeping clothes and run to the tour bus before fans start leaving the arena to follow us.
"Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!" I could hear Paul, our tour manager yelling at us to get our ass in the bus. The rush of adrenaline nearly caused me to fall face first when I tripped over Niall's shoe on my way to the bus, our temporary home. I didn't notice I was the last one until I jumped inside and saw that everyone was already getting ready for our movie night, something we do every night after a show just to calm us down from the rush and remind us that we are just regular lads having a good time. I took a seat next to Louis and rested my head on his shoulder. No we are not gay but we do have a special bond that makes our friendship different from the rest of the lads.
"What movie do you want to watch Haz? It's your turn to choose" Louis whispered. I shrugged, lifting my head off his shoulder and leaving my spot on the sofa. "I'm not sure if I want to watch a movie tonight, I'm just going to get some rest" I replied, receiving lots of groans from the boys. I looked over to Niall's sad puppy face trying hard not to laugh. "Sorry bro but I'm just not feeling it tonight" I said while ruffling his perfectly styled hair. I walked to the back of the tour bus to where out beds were. Gosh I hated these bloody bunk beds, that's the only good thing from the tour ending, I will finally be able to sleep in a real bed. I peeled off my shirt and jeans and jumped in my bunk.
I could hear the boys fighting over what movie to watch which caused me to smile. I love each and every one of them, they have seriously become brothers to me. I laid in bed just thinking about everything we have accomplished. We were literally considered the biggest boy band in the world which was sick! But I also wonder how life would be without the fame, I'm not trying to sound like an arrogant famous person but thoughts like those always come to mind. I've spent the past five years in One Direction, under a contract that controls everything I do. The only thing I have control over is my own breathing. They tend to be harder and stricter on me, for the other lads they give them a bit more freedom. But they control everything I do... Who I date, who I can't date. Who I text, who I can't text. What I can say in interviews, what I can't say. I am slowly becoming someone else.
I must have been in deep thought for hours because I could hear the boys turning off the tv and making their way to the bunks. I heard a loud thump and had to stop my self from laughing when Louis shrieked "For Gods sake Niall!!! Be quiet Harold is sleeping" and then I heard a loud smack. I had to cover my mouth from letting a giggle escape as I heard the boys playfully arguing in whispers. They finally calmed down and I felt Louis climb on the bunk on top of me. "Goodnight boys!" He sang before drifting off to sleep.
It was quiet now and all I could hear was the light snoring coming from Niall's bunk across from me. Yup! There's no way I would ever trade the boys for anything in the world. They were my best friends. I have been with them 24/7 for the past five years. We grew up together, we were now 22-24 years old. They knew the real me and that's all that mattered. I just wish the fans would know too. I repositioned myself for a more comfortable sleep and felt my eye lids get heavy. "Good night boy" I whispered mostly to myself before I drifted off to sleep as well.
*A huge shooting star flew across the sky above the moving tour us.*
"Harold!!!! Wake up you are late for school!" I heard a all too familiar voice yell from above me. Wait... Why does that sound like my mom? I wasn't supposed to be home until next week. I shot my eyes open to find myself in my bedroom. Why was I here? Most importantly how long have I been sleeping and how did I get here? I looked around and noticed my room looked very different, not how I left it last. I totally forgot my mother, Anne, was still there until I was done looking around the room.
"Harry, honey are you okay?" she asked with concern in her voice and eyes. I still was not capable of speaking. I was confused beyond words. I guess she saw my puzzled look because she went over to over the blinds and walked back over to me. "Harry stop messing around you have school in thirty minutes get your butt out of bed!!" She was now raising her voice. Wait what? School? I thought I was done with that like five years ago?
"School?" I barely made out. She looked at me with disbelief. "Yes!! Now hurry. I knew I shouldn't have let you sleep that much during the break" she said before turning around and leaving me alone confused in bed. Woah! I needed to call Louis and see what was going on. I reached for my phone and looked through my contacts. Hmmm I didn't recognize any name I had on there which made me panic even more! I had lost my phone! I jumped out of the not familiar bed and ran down stairs. "Mom someone stole my phone!" I yelled looking around the house.
"Umm Harry calm down! Why are you still in your pajamas? Don't you have school in like thirty minutes?" Now that's someone who could help me with what's going on.. Gemma.
"Oh gosh Gemma I'm so confused! Why am I here? I should be on the tour bus heading back home with the rest of the boys!" I said it all without taking a breathe. She looked at me with wide eyes, not sure if because she thought I was crazy or if she knew what I was talking about. There was an awkward silence before she spoke.
"Umm Harry? Remember that wish we made together?" She whispered for only me to hear. I thought about it for a while and finally remembered a wish We both made before going to the x-factor.... "I wish we could stay young forever".
I nodded, not really knowin where she was going with this. "Well I think it finally came back to bite our ass" was all she said and that's all she needed to say because I knew where she was going with this..
I was 17 again.
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