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The run-around of the PR game doesn't make you any less tired, let's be honest here. But, as exhausted as you are, the interviews and signings are your favourite part. Performing isn't like anything in this world, in definitely a good way, but there's just something about the fans screaming out your name and telling you they've waited ages for this. They want hugs and pictures and your signature and you're more than happy to oblige because, okay, some of the girls are cute. But it makes you miss your sisters and your mum and dad and Danielle [PR game or no, she's a sweet girl and you do really like her] and you wonder sometimes how long you can do this before it finally, really, gets to you.
It doesn't help that Harry sends a note down the table to you with the words, "cray cray on your way :D" on it and you wonder how he gets away with this kind of shit but then you see him beaming toward you and oh, okay, you get it. And maybe you think he's exaggerating because it's Harry, but then you see the girl he's talking about and you think you could spot her a mile away because of the way she's holding onto Niall.
It's obvious that Niall is the friendliest among the lot, all smiles and laughs and bunny rabbits, but you can tell by the look on his face that he's almost at his wit's end. The gal just won't quit, either. You watch as he peels her arms off of him yet again and you really wonder where why security hasn't stepped in yet. But then the girl is on her way to you and Niall catches your eye before mouthing "good luck" and okay, you don't like to judge books by their covers but you're fucked.
"Hi," you say, and you try to smile convincingly but somehow you don't think you quite make it.
And the poor girl practically hyperventilates and you're used to that but what you're not used to is the rush of words that sound almost exactly like "ohmigawd, can you kiss Zayn?!"
Vaguely, shortly, you wonder how Louis and Harry deal with this shit because you have half a mind to tell this girl to piss off right into the sunset but you're really not angry at her, but moreso at yourself because, fuck, if you could kiss Zayn, you probably would. A lot. But not in front of a fan because, get real, management would murder you and anyway, you've never been big on PDA.
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