It was a rainy, cloudy day. My best friend and I were running down the streets of London as fast as we could.
"Oh, Silver it's not that bad, now hurry up!" Vivian yelled towards me.
"THE CLOUDS ARE PRACTICALLY POURING ITS TEARS ON US! WHAT ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!?" I shouted at her.
"AMARI JANE. DO YOU, OR DO YOU NOT WANT TO SEE OUR FUTURE BOYFRIENDS?" She tried to say calmly, but failed miserably.
Amari Jane was my legal name, but people called me Silver, because of my eyes. We only called each other by our full names if we were in important situations.
And by the way she said mines right now, I could tell this was extremely important.
So I ran as fast as I possibly could.
Wet hair, soaked shoes, and all...
I swear if Harry Styles didn't mean this much to me, I would have stopped, went home, and took a shower.
Not that a shower can even make me look better than Vivian... unless it can make my eyes a light brown color and my hair blonde.
But I don't think it does, sooo.
"Come on we're almost there!" Vivian said, trying to motivate me.
When we arrived at the One Direction Concert, we got in the line and there were velvet ropes leading to a door.
But there were also security guards surrounding the door.
My guess was that the One Direction band would enter through it now or later.
Psh, not that I really wanted to see the whole band.
I got my eyes set for the one and only...
Harry Styles.
Not Liam, Niall, or even Louis.
Okay, maybe Louis..
But only because Vivian and I could go on double dates together with the love of our lives.
Just as I was about to daydream of how the double date would be like, Harry Styles...
Oh and the rest of the group.
Came out of their vehicle.
"Ladies, may I please see your ticket?"
the security guard said, RUINING THE MOMENT VIVIVAN AND I GOT TO SEE OUR FUTURE LIFE BUDDIES.
Geez. People these days.
Vivian handed the jerk our tickets and he pulled us out of the ropes after observing our tickets carefully.
Omg.
Only about 10 feet from my precious god... yet so far.
"Sir, what's going on?" Vivian questioned him.
I basically was having a heart attack inside, so I couldn't really speak and process what was happening.
"Your tickets are invalid, very sorry girls. Maybe if you have valid tickets you could get back in line." he spoke over the squeals of fangirls.
"Sir, that's impossible! I BOUGHT THOSE TICKETS FAIR AND SQUARE!" she yelled.
As soon as she yelled, Harry looked our way and made eye contact with me.
-mentally melts like butter-
But I looked away quickly so he wouldn't think I was obsessed with him.
Then he turned away from us and spoke to the rest of the band members.
WHY DID I DO THAT!?
I'M TOTALLY OBSESSED.
PLEASE MARRY ME, HARRY.
Then Liam turned around and headed towards us, I'm pretty sure Vivian didn't realize this because she was too busy trying to convince the jerk that our tickets were actually valid.
"Hey, mates. What's going on here?" Liam said.
Wait, did he just call me and Vivian mates???
"Sorry to cause disruption, sir. But I'm just dealing with these two ladies. Their tickets aren't valid." jerk guy said.
"YES THEY ARE." Vivian basically threaten.
After a long pause of silence and stares he said,"Actually they belong backstage with us, right girls?"
WHAT THE HECK DID HARRY TELL HIM TO DO WITH US!?
AND WHY?!
FORGET THAT...WE'RE GOING BACKSTAAAGEEEEE!!! EKKK.
I turned towards Vivian, by her sudden facial expression and how pale she was, I'm sure she's freaking out inside like I did.
So to avoid her squealing, I took over and said," Yes!! OMG thanks, pal."
Really, this guy just saved you and you call him pal???
Liam took me by the hand and guided us towards the door that had it's own pathway of fangirls.
I looked back to see that the vehicle they were in wasn't there anymore.
Neither was Harry Styles.
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