Standing Close To The Edge(Finished) by Danielle Palmer (best summer reads txt) 📖

asleep. I was the last one right after Niall. By the time I got to sleep it was already 9 in the morning.

“Guys wake up. Sound check time.” Paul yelled. There was lots of groaning and words said before they actually got up. I looked at my phone and saw it was 5 in the afternoon. Their concert didn't start until 8 tonight so it was enough time to get ready. After the guys left me and Danielle got up. “Morning.” I said when she sat up. “More like afternoon.” She laughed and got up. I followed her off the bus and we grabbed our suitcases. Once in the building we had to have someone show us where we could get ready. They showed us to a room that was right across from where the guys were getting ready.
It only took a hour for us to get ready. She straightened her hair and I curled mine. Neither of us did drastic makeup but a little bit of eyeliner and mascara. She was wearing a tube-top, skinny jeans, and high heals. I was wearing white and purple Nike's, short shorts, and a white tank-top with a purple jacket over. I never really wore girly clothes, only sometimes. We packed our stuff up after we brushed our teeth and headed out the building.
“I think the guys are just starting the sound check we should go watch.” Danielle said as we put our suitcases in the compartment. “Were aloud to?” I asked in disbelief. She looked at me crazy and said a quick yeah before pulling me behind her. We had no idea where we were going so we followed the music. Through some curtains was a giant arena. The guys were on the stage singing and changing positions. It took a good minute to get down all the stairs but when we got to the stage we sat down. It ended up only took 20 minutes for them to figure everything out.
When they finished me and Danielle jumped on the stage. It was a lot cooler looking from the stage. For a minute I was awestruck but before I could really enjoy it my anxiety started creeping up. I kept having to tell myself to calm down and that nobody was here to see me. It was a good thing that nobody was here to see me because I wouldn't be able to do it. Having all the focus on me was something I didn't like. Ever since I had been kidnapped and found I rather be by myself. I could only sing when I was alone or when I wasn't the only one singing like in choir. It was weird to think that One Direction was actually the first to hear me sing. Never had I ever pictured them being the ones to actually discover my only talent.
“Adrian?” There was a hand waving in my face that brought me back to reality. I looked at who it belong to and found a worried looking Zayn. “Are you ok?” I nodded and looked around the theater again. “Sorry. I space out a lot.” He nodded and gave my hand a reassuring squeeze. As soon as he let go all warmth left my body. I wanted to pull him back and hug him but that sounded to creepy. “We're going eat real quick. You guys coming?” Louis asked and that's when I noticed me and Zayn were the only ones on the stage. “No thanks. I'm not hungry.” I said and sat on the floor of the stage. Louis asked Zayn if he was going but he said no and sat next to me.
“So.. How are you liking the famous life?” I asked after a few minutes. He stared out into the nonexistent crowd for a second, smiling, before he looked at me. “I love it. But sometimes I wish I could have a day off and just hang out with friends.” I nodded to show I understood. “What did you use to do before we kidnapped you?” We both laughed and for some reason I couldn't pull away from his stare. His hazel eyes shined in the stage lights and I almost forgot he asked me something. I pulled myself back to reality and away from his eyes. “Basically just work, pay bills, and sleep.”
“No school?” His voice held confusion but his eyes showed something else. “No. I had to drop out so I could work and pay for my apartment.” He still looked confused for I continued. “My dad died about 6 months ago and left all his money to my mom. Me and my mom never really got along so she kicked me out and I got emancipated so I could live alone.” He nodded to show he understood. I could tell he felt bad for me but that's not what I wanted. I don't need pity. Some people have amazing life's and others don't. That's just how the world is.
“You didn't have a roommate?” I swallowed the lump in my throat before answering. “I did but he died a month ago from cancer.” I tried to hold it in but the tears streamed down my face. He scooted closer to me and put an arm around my shoulders. “I'm sorry.” He whispered as he whipped away the tears. I shook my head and leaned more on him. “You didn't know.” It was silent for a little while after that. It wasn't one of those awkward silences but more like we both needed time to think. He was warm and I leaned closer to him. His hand rubbed up and down my arm in a comforting way.
“What's your favorite color?” I sniffed and laughed a little. “Purple.” He nodded and looked down at me. “I can tell. Mine is red.” I smiled as he pulled me up from the ground. “Where are we going?” I asked as he helped me off the stage. “I have something for you. Do you like hats?” I nodded and ran with him towards his dressing room. When we got in the room he rummaged through a bag before pulling out a hat. It was the same purple as my jacket and it had 'Malik' written on the front of it. I smiled and hugged him. “Thank you.” He nodded and pulled me over to a mirror. He motioned for me to put it on so I did. It didn't looked right, so I turned it around and put it on backwards.
“You look beautiful.” I blushed and covered up my face. “You're the only guy I knew that can make me blush.” I felt his hands pull away my arms from my face. “Maybe that's a sign.” He whispered. I looked at him as he leaned in. Right when our lips were about to touch the door busted open. Zayn jumped back and I looked at the floor. “Did we interrupted something?” Harry said with a smirk. Neither of us answered which caused everyone but me and Zayn to laugh. “You guys are to cute.” Danielle said. I blushed and looked at Zayn who was also blushing. “Well were on in 15 so we should probably get back stage.” Louis stated.
“I didn't know it was that late. Let's go.” Zayn led the way out the door and the rest of the guys followed. I went to follow but Danielle grabbed my hand. “So what happened?” She asked with a curious voice. I pulled her along so we wouldn't lose them. “Nothing we just talked.” It wasn't a lie but it wasn't the whole truth. Maybe it's a good thing that we didn't kiss. I knew she already knew but I didn't want to talk about it. While the guys went backstage, me and Danielle found our seats in the crowd. “Adrian!” I heard a small voice yell somewhere in the crowd. I looked to my right and saw a little girl who was about 7 waving at me. I smiled and wave to her. She walked over to me and I swear she was the cutest little girl ever. She was bald and had no eyebrows or eyelashes
“Can she have a picture?” Her mom asked. The little girl had a one direction shirt on that had all the guys pictures. Also saying she was their number one fan. It swallowed her small size but she still made it work. “Or course. A beautiful girl like you always needs a picture.” I smiled as she squealed and jumped on my lap. Her mom happily took the picture. She then asked Danielle for a picture and she of course agreed. After that we signed her shirt and she happily ran back to her chair. “Thank you guys so much. She has cancer and this was her last wish. Getting to see One Direction.” She shook our hands and then walked back to the little girl. There was tears in mine and Danielle's eyes.
“I wish their was someway we could get her in to meet them.” Danielle said while she wiped her eyes. I looked at her and nodded my head. “What if before we leave tonight we could get her to meet them?” She thought about it before pulling out her phone. I looked over her shoulder and saw she was texting Liam asking him if they could meet her. She told him that the little girl has cancer and her last wish to meet them. A minute later Liam texted back saying they would we just had to ask Paul. I told Danielle I would ask. She helped me find him in the security people in front of the stage and pushed me towards him.
I got to the gate and waved him over. “Everything aright?” He asked. I instantly nodded before looking back at Danielle. She waved me on and I looked back at him. “Can- maybe- um- Can the guys meet a fan. She's only 7 and she's dieing from cancer. Her last wish was to meet them.” He sighed and rubbed his neck before nodding his head. “Yeah. Just take her to the bus after.” I smiled and thanked him a bunch before giving Danielle the thumbs up. “You two are bad together.” He muttered about me and Danielle. I laughed and ran back to Danielle. I grabbed her hand and pulled her towards the little girl. She saw us coming and pulled her on her moms shirt.
“Can we talk to you for a minute.” I asked her mom. She nodded and followed us a little away from the girl. “We were wondering if she would like to meet One Direction.” The ladies mouth fell right open and she covered her mouth. “I think she would love that.” I could tell she was about to cry but she held it in. “Ok. After the concert just wait and then follow us.” She nodded her head, thanked us over and over before walking back to the little girl. It felt amazing to be able to give her something she wanted when she was trying so hard to survive cancer. We made sure to tell her mom not to tell her. That it was a surprise.

The concert was the same as the others. They were all funny and still amazing at singing. At one point Harry and Liam jumped off into the crowd. It didn't take long before Paul and another security guard were picking them back up and putting them on the stage. Me and Danielle shook our heads and laughed. They did the twitter questions and sang their last few songs before running off the stage. The crowd started emptying of all the drained fans. I looked over and made sure the little girl and her mom were still here which they were.