Never Have I Ever || h.s.

Chapter 1: Pilot

Author Note: Hi, I hope you enjoy this book It is constantly under construction, so please comment your thoughts on the chapters. Thank you for reading! ALSO: keep in mind that this is my first fanfiction ever, so it's not my greatet work. Nevertheless, I hope it is somewhat enjoyable.

ALSO Pt. 2: This was written in 2013, so the boys were much different than they are now, and they were in different relationships than they are now, so keep that in mind.

If you guys are looking for a well-written book to read, this might not be the book for you. But if you check out my latest book, which I'm currently updating as of March 2018, Undefined Love, you'll get a well-written book. I'm very proud of it and it deserves twice the amount of reads this book has. Thanks guys!

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Chapter 1-

"Are you ready to go yet?" I hear my mom yell from the bottom of the stairs. "I printed off your ticket!"

"Moooommmmm." I groan. "I'm packing as fast as I can."

"You should've done it last night!" My mother scolds. Annoyed, I roll my eyes.

I am so thankful to finally escape this hell hole. My parents think they control my every move ever since my sister died. I understood it at first, but I am officially done with their inappropriate restrictions. For fuck's sake, I am getting ready to go off to college... if they even let me at this point.

My father didn't even want me attendiing this concert in the first place, but somehow my mother convinced him.

The tickets were a birthday gift from my friends' parents, Monica and Izzy, who have wanted to see them live for what feels like has been forever now. Not me. Let's just say, I got forced into this trip. They are like my best friends, so of course I would suck it up and come for them.

"I'm coming now!" I finally yell down the stairs.

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This car ride couldn't be more boring.

"We got front row tickets- FLOOR TICKETS." Monica squeals, clapping her hands together. Monica is that rich friend who takes her money for granted sometimes. But we still love her.

"You've mentioned that about 70 times now." I say, rolling my eyes. Izzy and Monica put their hands on their hips in annoyance. "Don't be such a Debbie Downer." Izzy says, rolling her eyes and glancing out the car window.

I chuckle, lay my head back, put my earphones in, and listen to my own good music.

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Soon enough we get to the hotel near the RBC Arena in Raleigh, NC. We get all of our bags and head to our floor. We plan to stay the whole weekend; we are just here to have fun at the concert and shop a little. When we get to the hotel, it is 8:00 p.m.

"C'mon! Lets go out already!" Monica says with a spark to her eye. Monica is a true shopoholic.

"Fine," I finally agree, "but let's try and stay out of trouble." The last thing I want to do is get in trouble for something that I am not responsible for.

They roll their eyes at me as we head out. "You're parents sure have made you up-tight." Monica says under her breath. I don't respond, mainly because I know that it's true.