Chapter 1

January 2029

"Hey Haze" Rose my best friend said entering the tunnel. My name is Hazel but everybody calls me Haze.

It's a lunch break at school and Rose and I are down in the tunnels by our school so we can smoke. "Tonight's the concert, you excited?" I asked. Tonight we are going to see One Direction, now I know that sounds dumb because we are in high school and we smoke so you would think we like rap or something. She and I have been huge fans of One Direction since they got back together about 8 years ago, sadly this is their last tour so we had to go one more time. Rose and I went to one of there concerts 5 years ago when we were 11, that time we say in the middle section. This time around we are sitting front row which is honestly unbelievable.

"Yeah, what are you going to wear?"

"I don't know, I just probably wear this", right now I am wearing black shorts and a maroon crop top with white slip on vans, basically what I wear every day. "What about you?"

"Black shorts and a white crop", see that would sound normal, right? Well not with Rose she is a very conservative person when it comes to clothing, the reason why she is dressing like this is that she has a huge crush on Niall. I have never had a crush on any of the boys which sounds crazy, I know but I just haven't and no it's not because I am gay, which I am, well I'm bisexual. Of course, all the boys are very attractive but it just felt weird thinking about them in that way.

"Sounds cute but you do know Niall is not going to see you and be all 'bring her backstage, I need to know her', right?"

"I know but it does not hurt to try" she wines.

"He is a little over double our age" I argue.

"Fuck off Haze," she says dropping he bud, stomping on it, and heading back to school, I follow shortly after.

"Hey babe," I said to my girlfriend, Kristen or Kris, as we walked into the school and were greeted by her and her friends.

"Hey, walk me to class?" she asked, out of the corner of my eye I saw Rose roll her eyes. See Rose does not trust Kris in the slightest, I don't see why though.

"Of course," I said and took her hand to pull her to her English class.

After school, we headed almost straight to the concert so we could make sure to get right in front.

Hours later the concert was finally about to start, I heard there old song History start and I smiled as wise as I could. I sang along to every song they played, I knew every song by heart. During one of there newer songs Niall was over on our side of the stage when he looked down at us and gave me a weird look, but I did not think anything of it.

Niall's POV

I was running around the stage when I looked down and thought I saw a mixture of Harry and Louis but it could not possibly be her, that would be crazy. After the song, I motioned all of them over to group huddle without our mics "Niall what is this about we have a concert to do" Liam scolded.

"I'm sorry, it's just..."

" Niall spit it out already" Louis sassed.

"I think I saw..."

"Saw who?" Harry kindly asked, unlike his husband.

"Your... Your daughter." All the boys were silent just sitting there shocked, especially Haz and Lou, they just looked at each other relieving that their daughter could be in the same room.

"Wh... Where?" Harry stuttered.

"Front row, on that side," I said pointing a little. "When you see her you'll know, but try not to be to obvious about, we don't want to freak her out".

Harry's POV

Louis and I have a daughter and she is somewhere in the front row, I mean I knew we had a daughter but it was really hard when we gave her up so we don't talk about her anymore, not that there is anything to talk about. The group broke apart and the next song played, Louis and I walked over to the stage she was supposedly on. I scanned the front row and saw her almost immediately, she looked like me and Louis. She had my curly hair, Louis' eyes, she is short, Louis' smile, and my dimples. Louis came over and whispered "she looks just like us," I noticed out of the corner of my eye she had her phone pointed at us while he whispered.

"Yeah, Yeah she does. Can we invite her backstage? I want to meet her" I asked.

"Of course we can baby, I want to meet her as well. I will tell the security guard" he responded and we went back to the concert.