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Chapter 3

I sighed as I looked at my reflection in the mirror. The sigh wasn’t a bad sigh, it was a content sigh. I’m content with my life right now, I wasn’t exactly happy but I was content. I ran my fingers through my still somewhat hot straightened hair.

Last night I had stayed up late doing something I usually never did- thinking about a boyband.

I never really watched tv, I preferred netflix and movies, and the music I listened to was actually mostly old music, so mostly all the information I had about One Direction was based off of what Eve would tell me.

I'm really a hermit to be honest, and for lack of a better phrase, I really do live under a rock.

And last night when I was between my half awake - half asleep stage I realized that the guys I met yesterday have very similar names to the ones in the band. My thoughts drifted to the prediction that maybe they were them, I mean they were in town, and although I didn't have their image engraved into my mind, they looked scary familiar (and the names, that too.) I quickly dismissed the idea though, because, A. why would someone that famous walk around in the middle of the night by themselves, and B. I don't think they would risk taking care of me, I could've just caused a scandal.

“Natalie! Eve is here!” My father screamed up the stairs. She’s here? Why is she here? We originally agreed I was going over to her house then we were going to the concert from there.

I sighed and walked out of my bathroom to put my shoes on as I shouted back, “Coming!”

I sat on the edge of my bed as I pulled my white vans on. I became impatient as I was trying to tie the shoe lace. I let out a short huff as I looked at myself in my mirror that reflected my whole body image. I settled for high waisted denim shorts, a white spaghetti strap shirt and my blue cardigan, nothing special. I never was one of those girls that liked to carry around bags so I put my iPhone in my back pocket and made my way down.

“What are you doing here?” I asked a beaming Eve when I got downstairs.

She shrugged, “Don’t know, I was just anxious I guess. Shall we go?”

“Yeah.” I nodded, “I’ll be back later mom, I’m going out with Eve!” I yelled out knowing she would be somewhere in the house. Probably fixing my sisters room or something, it’s obvious Erin’s her favorite daughter. I just wish she would at least try to hide it.

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It was a 15 minute drive to Mandalay Bay, the casino where the concert was being held. Eve’s dad parked a couple of streets away from the building since there were way too many cars and people everywhere. We were going to have to walk the rest of the way, but I didn’t mind.

Eve’s dad turned around and flashed us a smile, “Be careful, alright girls?”

We nodded as a response; Eve’s nod was a little more eager as her nerves got the best of her. I have no idea why she’s nervous, it’s not like we’re going to meet them.

“Natalie,” Eve’s dad called my name and I turned my head with a little nod, “please take care of her and don’t let her jump on stage, she told us she was going to jump up there and rape them.”

I let out a laugh, “Don’t worry, I won’t let her. I’m used to her crazy statements and trust me once she sees them she’s going to be in shock so she won’t even be able to move.”

“Alright,” He chuckled, “I trust you, is your mom or dad going to pick you guys up or?” He asked unsure of what was going to happen.

I thought it over… are they? I could call my dad and I’m sure he would be more than happy to come get us.