I’m low key shook at what’s going on with this euphoria shit. I don’t even watch the show nor had I ever even heard about it before this Larry scene came up; but it’s seriously not cool that they created that scene never mind not asking for approval from either of them.
Also, please read author notes at the end.
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The night of the concert was overwhelming to say the least.
With such little time on their hands, everyone had to be working at their best in order to save the fans any more trouble and the lads knew they needed to put on a damn good show to make up for it.
As the lads were getting ready backstage they could hear the commotion through the arena.
Workers were bustling around frantically as they tried to set up the stage in record time. Sound and lighting technicians needed to set up all the wiring and the guards were doing their best to contain the fans that were already lining up outside, despite the tweet that had been sent out earlier.
And all the while Louise and her team were rushing about the room trying to get hair and makeup done without making the lads look like hot messes.
“You sent the bloody tweet right?” Zayn spat out harsher than he had intended due to the nerves running through his system.
“Yes Zayn, I do remember fucking doing it right in front of you” Harry snapped back, his usual calm demeanour slowly slipping as the minutes ticked by.
Louis has to bite his lip in order to contain his smile at this, always finding it amusing when harry lost his wits. It seemed even the man who created ‘treat people with kindness’ had his moments.
“Alright, jeez, I was just asking” Zayn said with a sigh, rubbing his forehead.
“Zayn cut it out, you’re smudging your makeup!” Louise suddenly scolded, slapping the mans arm away from his face.
“Has anyone seen the hairspray? I swear I had it right here a second ago!” One of Louises team members called out, turning in circles repeatedly as she searched for the bottle that was actually right behind her.
“It’s right behind you Liz” Liam said in a bored tone, not tearing his eyes away from his phone as he read the tweets coming in from thousands of fans wondering what the fuck was going on.
“Shit you’re right, cheers” Liz said as she grabbed the bottle before spritzing the mist across Liam’s hair as she protected his eyes.
“What’re they saying now Li?” Niall asked from the seat next to him, trying to peer over at his phone but being held back by his stylist.
“Some are pissed off, which is understandable. Some are just confused and others are excited” Liam answered as he continued to scroll through, replying to some that caught his eye.
“Were starting to let the fans inside now, are you guys almost ready? We have about half an hour before you need to be onstage” Someone from Niall’s team called through the door, only causing Louise to panic further.
“Shit! Okay ladies, we need to hurry the fuck up and get these lads out there asap” Louise exclaimed, clapping her hands for emphasis as she began to do finishing touches.
“Wait- do we even know the set list? Or fucking choreography?” Harry asked all of a sudden, his eyes widening at the realisation. They had been so busy with getting presentable that they hadn’t even figured out what the next step was once they were out there.
“Fuck, no, but to be honest we never really stuck to that cringy choreography anyways. We can just wing it on the set list” Louis replied with a sigh, finally being allowed to stand and get changed.
“Oh my god, this is awful. Fuck Simon and fuck management. Even when they’re gone they’re ruining things” Harry said in irritation as he chewed on his painted nails, a nervous habit of his.
Louis sighed and walked back over to harry where he was sat at the vanity, wrapping his arms around his shoulders but being careful not to piss Louise off with her freshly done hair and makeup on harry.
“Shh, don’t worry about anything Haz. It’s gonna be alright and you know it. The fans love us no matter what, they’ve proven that in the past few days never mind years. All they need us to do is sing and be our stupid selves as usual” Louis hushed him in a calming voice, visibly relaxing harry instantly.
“I know, I just get worked up when things don’t go to plan. I’m a damn perfectionist when it comes to shit like this. But thank you, and I love you” Harry replied sweetly, reaching up to caress Louis hand that was on his shoulder before meeting Louis in a short but passionate kiss, closing his eyes in bliss.
“Alright, I love you too, I’ll meet you over here once I’ve gotten changed yeah?” Louis asked as they parted, giving his one last pat to the shoulder.
“Sure” is all harry said back before Louis disappeared off to get changed.
“Hey, I think the fans are planning something” Liam suddenly said, causing all the lads attention to focus on him.
“What do you mean?” Zayn asked curiously, tilting his head to the side in confusion.
“There’s something about a fan project during this concert, I think it’s- Oh, never mind, got mixed up” Liam quickly replied, cutting himself short for no apparent reason and chancing a glance at harry and Louis with a strange look on his face.
“Wait, what?” Harry asked, more confused than ever.
“Just don’t worry about it, made a mistake is all” Liam said before locking his phone and putting it in his back pocket.
Zayn eyed him suspiciously but all he got back was a muttered ‘you’ll see in a bit’ from Liam, causing him to shrug his shoulders and leave it there.
Harry looked back at Louis with a questioning look, but he saw the same expression on his boyfriends face as Louis also shrugged and walked away. Maybe it just was Liam’s mistake, but somehow harry just knew it wasn’t.
With finishing touches done the lads were finally able to change into their outfits for the night.
As harry hadn’t had time to prepare a luxurious outfit, he sported an all black attire of black trousers, a black tank top and a black blazer, fitted perfectly for his body type. It may not have been fancy, but it looked just as good as anything else the man wore.
Zayn was clad in black skinny jeans, a t shirt and an oversized cargo jacket. His hair was messy but stylish and his expensive chains and various bracelets completed his look.
Liam wore a white Hugo boss t shirt with black joggers and some chains. His joggers were hanging low around his waist and the t shirt was baggy but fitted, showing off his biceps that were littered with black ink.
Niall wore a plain white t shirt, matching his white vans as his turquoise blue trousers and blazer matched accordingly. His golden watch was the final touch as it gleamed in the light.
Louis went causal with an oversized hoodie, probably Harrys, and a pair of Adidas track pants. He finished off the look with a pair of white yeezy’s and a black cap, ignoring his stylists complaints after just finishing up on his hair.
And with that, the lads were as ready as they could be to walk out on stage.
However they still had about ten minutes to spare as the concert opening video played for the screaming fans in the audience. Thankfully, they still had a hold of the usb drive containing any footage they needed whilst on tour seeming as the previous team had handed it into Paul rather than management.
The lad gathered around each other behind the stage opening, trying to mentally prepare themselves for what was to come.
“Look, Whatever happens out there we all know the fans wouldn’t love us any less. We will go out and put on a great show despite not knowing what the fuck were even supposed to do. I’ve told the band to just play any of our tracks, the majority obviously being from our last album, so just go along with their lead okay?” Liam said as they stood in a circle, arms around each other’s shoulders as if they were in a football team.
“Alright, worst comes to worst we will have the fans suggest a song they want us to play. I’m sure they’d love that to be honest” Niall suggested with a smile, his pearly whites glistening.
“True, lets just go smash it yeah? Then we can sort out the next concert tomorrow” Louis said encouragingly, patting harry and Zayn on the backs as he was stood in the middle of the two.
The lads nodded and with that they were being called to go on stage.
The video had just finished and the fans were screaming at the top of their lungs, waiting patiently for the lads to step out on stage any second.
The lights were dimmed down, so the boys found it almost impossible to see whilst they tried not to fall over as they walked on stage, the only light source coming from the fans phones.
But once they were at the centre of the stage, and the lights had finally come up, their jaws dropped at the sight in front of them.
The crowd, thousands of people, were a beautiful sea of green and blue.
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Author notes:
Ugh, I feel like you guys deserve better than this chapter seeming as it took me nearly a week to get it out. But one, I’ve been so fucking busy with school, and two, sadly, this fic is coming to an end soon and this was probably the last filler chapter.
I literally haven’t planned the ending at all, haven’t even thought about it really. But I realised that it really is the time for this fic to be nearing the end as I’ve already written most of the plot, I just don’t know how I want to finish it.
So, I think the next few chapters (don’t know how many) will be proper ones, long ones, that I’m definitely going to put more effort into. That’s why this one was kinda short and boring.
Anyway, please don’t forget to vote and comment, and follow my profile for announcements regarding this fic.
Love you all xxx
P.s- this chapter isn’t edited so I’m sorry for any mistakes lmao.
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