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"Guys, I have an idea!" Ethan shouted with a smile. "Let's sing to Emery that song and make her love it."

Ethan say what?

"NO!"

"YES!"

Selena and I had screamed together. I turned to give her a bored look in which she replied with an innocent smile. Then I heard the guitar intro to the song being played.

I faced the boys.

"No," I deadpanned. No way was I planning to hear what they were going to sing. We were in public for Pete's sake! Speaking of which, the crew had stopped what they were doing to witness our exchange. I did not want anyone to think I had problems accepting my appearance.

   

"You're insecure, don't know what for," Liam began, moving towards me with a smile while playing the guitar, thus going against everything I said.

"Guys, there's no need--"

"You're turning heads when you walk through the door," he cut me off again.

I sighed in exasperation. Well, might as well hear the rest of the song.

"Don't need makeup, to cover up,
Being the way that you are is enough

(Harry)

Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,

(All)
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know, oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'd understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh, oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh, oh,
That's what makes you beautiful

And there came my blushing cheeks.

(Zane)
So c-come on.
You got it wrong.
To prove I'm right, I put it in a song.
I don't know why, you're being shy,
And turn away when I look into your eye-eye-eyes,

(Harry)
Everyone else in the room can see it,
Everyone else but you,

(All)
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I want you so desperately,
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,

(Harry)
That's what makes you beautiful

Na na na na na na na na na na
Na na na na na na [x2]

(Harry)
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,

(All)
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,

(All)
Baby you light up my world like nobody else,
The way that you flip your hair gets me overwhelmed,
But when you smile at the ground it ain't hard to tell,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful (Oh),
If only you saw what I can see,
You'll understand why I want you so desperately ([Harry:] desperately),
Right now I'm looking at you and I can't believe,
You don't know,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,
You don't know you're beautiful,
Oh oh,

(Harry)
That's what makes you beautiful."

"So," Liam said, stretching the words. "Do you love it now?"

I was a blushing mess by then. When they finished the song, they pointed their fingers at Selena and I. They didn't seem to be stopping anytime soon. And the staring. Oh my goodness, the staring! They were looking into our eyes. No, souls! It took a private concert with them to understand why their fans adored them. They had beautiful voices.

"You win!" I said in a blubbery mess. "I loved it."

"Yes!" the boys said, finally stopping pointing at me.

"I need to find a bathroom," I said, quickly heading out of the area. I needed a quick moment to calm down and to stop blushing like a school girl.

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Hours later

"Good evening, Glasgow!" Harry greeted through the microphone. His voice sounded through the whole building, and he was answered by screams from the people who had attended the concert.

I was still in Glasgow. The boys' concert had started. Selena and I were next to the stage with other fans of the boys. I felt so out of place and extremely awkward, especially after having being sung to by the boys behind the stage hours ago. Selena had a good laugh once I exited the bathroom, and she made fun of me, saying that I got OBer fever. 

Like Bieber fever.

"Shut up!" was my reply, even though I had blushed harder than ever before. Selena just laughed at me and said, "It's normal to act like that towards them. You are one of the few who can hold themselves from jumping their bones."

"Selena!" I had shouted at her before she guffawed at my reaction. I couldn't help it. The boys had sung wonderfully. Their eyes pierced through mine, especially Zane's. I found his brown orbs unexpectedly mesmerizing.

Oh crap.

"Hi! I'm Ashley," a blonde girl with curly hair who looked like she was in her twenties greeted me with an extended hand.

"Emery!" I yelled with a smile. "This one over here," I said, motioning to the girl responsible for bringing me on tour with the boys, "is my cousin, Selena."

"Hi!" my cousin yelled at the girl beside me.

"I am so excited for this! When I heard about this band of handsome British guys who can sing, I just couldn't say no to going to one of their concerts. I finally got a chance to see them live!" Ashley gushed about the boys.

"I love all of them, but I love Harry more. His green eyes just speak to me, and I would actually do anything for him, even kill. I would destroy anyone who gets in my way!"

I eyed her warily, trying to hide that I wanted to escape her proximity.

"I'm kidding!" she said with a smile, making me relax instantly. The boys had been speaking, and soon, a familiar tune began to sound through the area.

"... You're insecure, don't know what for..."

"Ooh! I love this song!" Ashley screamed before singing along to the lyrics. A blush came to my cheeks as the memory of what had happened earlier replayed in my mind.

The night went on with the boys performing different songs. They even had performed their own versions of songs performed by other artists. There was a lot of screaming involved, especially when Harry greeted one of his fans. It seemed to be hours before the concert ended.

"Good night, everybody!" Liam shouted through the mic. He and the rest of the boys began to head backstage, and everyone began to move towards the exit.

"I had fun," Selena told me as we moved towards the exit of the building. I looked around for Ashley but then noticed she wasn't around. 

I frowned. It seemed weird that she would leave like that, but I didn't focus much on it. I turned to push my way through the dispersing crowd of OBers.

CHAPTER 27

Third person's P.O.V

"What is the matter, my son?" Queen Elizabeth asked the upcoming ruler of Crystalia as she walked into the chamber. She had been looking for him to speak about the erwiches when she spotted his hunched form. Erick stood facing a window in one of the castle towers, staring at the area near the mountains. 

"I had a dream, mother," he said as he turned to face her with a worried expression. "I had a horrible dream that we will all cease to exist."

The queen felt her heart drop.

"What do you mean?" asked Elizabeth. Her eyebrows furrowed in confusion as she stared at her son in question.

The Prince sighed before replying, "I dreamt that Crystalia will be destroyed, and everyone would be under a new ruler."

The Queen's eyes noticeably widened at the words that her child spoke.

"What did you dream about, Erick?" she dared to ask.

Erick stammered, afraid that saying what he saw would make it come to life.

"What did you see?"

"I saw us fighting off the erboons and some erwiches. I was there and so were you. Justin, Selena, and the boys from the Ordinary Brothers were even there."

He paused for a moment.

"I didn't see Emery. I thought she might have been murdered, but none of us seemed sad about anything. No one showed signs of anger but determination. We just had serious expressions as we fought off the erboons and erwiches. I was left to believe that maybe Emery could..." he trailed off while biting the bottom of his lip with an uneasy look.

The Queen released a gasp, grasping what her son was trying to say.

"That is preposterous! Emery would never do such a thing! She is a crystal, and more importantly, she is a member of our family!"

"But she wasn't there!" the Prince exclaimed in horror. "I don't know why, but it felt so realistic. My gut instinct told me that Emery was the one bringing disaster to Crystalia in the dream."

"Listen, son. It was a dream, and it was nothing but a dream. I am sure Emery would not do that to us."

The Prince rubbed his temples as he felt a headache on its way.

"Could this be because you are worried about your coronation in three months?"

"It cannot be that," Erick replied. He winced as the pounding in his mind increased. "I took some wine last night before going to bed. Maybe that's why I had the dream."

The Queen showed a smile, pleased to know that her son wasn't thinking ill thoughts of Emery anymore. Erick had exposed a smile of his own before he headed to his own chambers. Once he was inside his room, he locked himself in.

He sighed, plastered on the door, as he took a brief glance at his room. History books regarding Crystalia were sprawled on the floor. The wooden table that served as his study zone was filled with other books that contained Erick's notes. The wide open window in front of him gave the room some brightness.

He walked to his dresser and searched for some painkillers for his headache. He swallowed them dry and headed to his bed to lie down. Then he fell asleep again.

Four hours later, he shot up on his bed, sweltering from the nightmare that had plagued him.

It was the same dream; the one where he suspected Emery would destroy Crystalia and its rulers then take it for herself.

The dream had been repeated for a reason, which was for certain. It brought a belief that the person he once considered a friend could possibly change, and he felt fear grip his heart.

The dream felt like a warning of the future to Erick. He needed to do something before what he saw could become a reality. He knew for a fact that his mother would not believe him, that she would take Emery's side in the matter against his, and that brought a feeling of hurt. 

Shrugging off that thought, he realized he had to be alert and that he couldn't tell the Queen. He knew he had to be there when something immediately seemed off. The most important thing to do at the moment was to avoid speaking of the dream. As the future king of Crystalia, he felt a responsibility to secure his people. That could even mean destroying certain friendships for their sake.

Emery's P.O.V

(A/N Had no idea of which limo image to use so I chose this)

It was another morning. The sight of buildings passed me by at a fast pace through the tinted windows of the car. The boys, Selena and I had returned to England for the tour. The boys were to perform in Liverpool.

Around the time that the boys performed in Glasgow, I realized that being on tour was hard work. For instance, we all had to wake up at six at one time to go back to England three days ago. It was not a problem