I wake up one morning and check my phone to see what's going on in the world. I look through Twitter and Instagram and everyone is freaking out because Harry is live on tour. I panic thinking I'm not going to be able to get tickets for it. I check on the website and none of the tickets are sold out yet. For fun, I check to see how much the front-row seats are they were $1000 each. I gasp. So I go looking for cheaper seating arrangements for me. I found one that was about 150 feet in front of the stage not the front row but close enough. I book it as fast as possible. It goes through and I have my tickets. I call my friends Patience & Kileigh. They are freaking out as well. I told them that they would have to get their own tickets. They said that's fine. I get dressed and drive to breakfast so all three of us can talk about it together. Turns out Patience gets one row closer for cheaper. And we both get jealous.
After we eat breakfast we all go shopping for clothes for the concert. I find my outfit and it costs $50! Kileigh said, "That's nothing." I say "Well how much is yours?" "$300," she says. We all check out and the total comes to $500 we all look around to see who's paying for it. Last one to say "I" is what we did. I was the last one. So I spent $520 (sales tax). We put everything in the car and went our separate ways home. I start packing, I message the group chat saying "Are we all staying at a hotel together or not?" No response. So I take it as a yes. I book my hotel, I tell them which hotel we're staying at. I continue packing for it. I had to call my mom and see if she could take after my dog while I was away for a few days. She says "absolutely."
I take an Uber to the airport and Kileigh and Patience said they would meet me there. I eventually find them and meet up with them. We get to the gate and I tell the lady "I would like to upgrade to first class please."
"Alright! It is going to be $4,000 for all 3 of you!" I agree and pay. "Why did you do that??" they both ask me. "Because we are going to have fun." We get on the flight and we fly to California. We land and I said "I'm going to the hotel." they both say "What hotel?" "I told you guys that I booked a hotel for all 3 of us," I say. We take another Uber. We all get situated to put our things away. And someone or something bangs on the door...
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How I Met Harry Styles
FanfictionThis is the story of how I met Harry Styles. Will we become friends and hang out? Who knows.