Chapter 2

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I finally looked at myself in the mirror after 3 hours of getting ready for the concert. My long blonde hair was pin straight, and my bangs were pulled back with a complicated braid. I didn't use much makeup, just a bit of bronzer and silver eyeshadow and a white highlight to bring out my blue eyes. I wore some eyeliner and a fancy mascara, and a light pink colored lip gloss. I wore a white One Direction T-shirt and black skinny jeans with some converse. I put on a silver bracelet and stud earrings to finish it off. I stood in front of my mirror, fixing anything that needed to be fixed and heard a honk in front of my house. Kayla was here to pick me up for the concert. I stuck my phone into my back pocket along with a twenty dollar bill just in case. I ran down the stairs and opened the front door.

"I'm leaving now, bye Mom!" I shouted after her as I ran out to Kayla's car. I slid into the back seat next to Madi.

"Hi there, Laura!" Kayla's mom said cheerfully. I replied with a friendly hello. Kayla turned around to look at us from the passenger seat.

"Hello there, hot stuff!" Kayla said jokingly. I laughed and rolled my eyes.

"Look who's talking!" I replied. She had curly hair and a bit more eyeliner than usual. She wore dark brown eyeshadow, which brought out her chocolate eyes and tan skin. She was wearing a baggy pink T-shirt that said "Directioner" with the directioner symbol, and a white undershirt. Of course, she was wearing her skinny dark blue jeans with sparkly silver TOMS. Madi giggled at our conversation and said,

"You both look very attractive!" I smiled at her, and complimented her, too. She had her extremely naturally curly, fiery, red hair down, with her bangs twisted back. She was wearing a blue and white striped shirt in honor of Louis, and long silver earrings with dark blue shorts and silver flowery sandals.

I looked out the window, butterflies in my stomach wondering what would happen. I smiled and wanted to laugh and scream and cry at the same time. I felt like a child going to Disney Land.

We finally made it out in front of the stadium, and that time I did scream and laugh and almost to tears. We all ran out of the car and ran towards the huge long line ending towards the parking lot. We stood in line, fangirling along with some other teenagers. The line moved faster than I thought it would, and we made it inside the lobby within ten minutes. I heard girls start to scream their heads off, and I looked around to see what was happening. I was really short, and I couldn't look over many shoulders.

The screams got louder, and I peered between other people's legs and saw some shoes walking towards us. Finally, I saw them. About five feet away from me were my idols, my dream, my love.

One Direction. All five of them. They were greeting and saying hello to the fans as they were on their way to go get some food before the concert. I was frozen, and realized I probably really stood out from the rest of the girls screaming and waving their arms around. I just stood there, not knowing what to do, what to think, how to feel. All of the boys' eyes drew straight towards me. Louis smiled and waved at me.

"Hello, love!" he said cheerfully, and turned away without a second thought of me. They all smiled to their fans and turned towards the glass double doors to exit- except Niall. He kinda froze, just like me and just stared at something. He was starting to get left behind by the other boys.

It looked like he was staring at me, but I knew that couldn't be. Was it someone behind me? I finally got the nerve to move and I turned to look behind me, but only to find Kayla and Madi's backs turned away from me, screaming at someone else. I turned back around we just stared at eachother for a minute.

Every strange sensation came to me. Niall has always been my favorite from One Direction, even though I loved the other boys with all my heart. I couldn't believe what was happening. His eyes were beautiful. They were much more alive in real life. His hair was quiffed perfectly upwards. He was more beautiful in real life. How could that be possible? He stood there like a statue, with a blank expression on his face. He woke up from his trance, and he smiled and winked and walked off. Was there something on my face? I turned away, blushing in embarrassment.

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