Chapter Two

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*Two Months Later*

Today was the day I long waited for! Lucy had promised me a surprise since a year and I had being dying since, to find out what it was. It was hard to wait for such a long time. I tried guessing what it was, but eventually I have up. And now, now the time was over. I was finally going to find out what Lucy had been planning since so long.

I heard the door bang. It had to be Lucy, the only of my friends who'd never thought of ringing the doorbell. I sped towards the door and unlocked the bolts and pulled down the silver handle, opening the door and inviting the short blonde girl inside. Lucy adorned her favorite hoodie, a printed tee and mint shorts which exposed her pale skin.

"Talk" I ordered her. My heart raced. I could feel it skip a beat.

"Let me breather woman!" She joked, "I don't think you're ready for it." she said teasingly. I stared at her with my brown eyes. She knew I was getting annoyed. I found it unreasonable how she was irritating me now? I had waited long enough and I deserved to know. 1 year is a lot to wait for especially when you know something good was going to happen.

"Will tell me already, or you do want me to try some other methods." Lucy knew exactly what I was hinting at. She let out a chuckle. "I guess I should tell you know." Her right hand opened the zip of her leather purse. Her hand sank inside insearch of them. I saw her draw out two papers, at first I was bewildered, but as the truth dawned upon me I let out a shriek

"Oh My God! Are those concert tickets?" I asked in disbelief.

"I believe they are. Guess whose?" Lucy questioned

I tried to come up with the randomest names. Some I don't think I had ever listened to either. But all my guesses proved wrong. I couldn't persist any longer. I snatched those tickets out of her hands and went through them. 

"Who's One Direction?" I asked Lucy. That's what the ticket read. One Direction. I had heard the name before, but probably once or twice.

"One Direction? The band that came 3rd on Xfactor UK?" Lucy responded. I still had a blank look on my face. She was clearly surprised I didn't remember. Well it's not my fault I have such a weak memory. 

***

Lucy's mom who worked at the hospital was kind enough to drop up off at the arena. My lips parted, and my mouth turned into an "o" shape. I was in awe of this mesmorizing sight. Her mom parked the car in the parking lot which seemed to be a bee hive at that time with cars every where and screaming girls too. Lots of them. We found our way to the enterance which was flooded with mostly girls. We waved Lucy's mom goodbye and waited for the gates to open.

It was only minutes before the gigantic gates opened to the magnificent stadium. The swarms of screaming fans rushed inside. Lucy and I were amongst those girls. At first I didn't understand what all the hype was about. But as we entered, I understood why.

We were instructed to our seats which weren't front row or the second, but amongst those way back. We were assisted by a girl who had ginger hair and one of the most hysterical accent I had ever heard. She seemed to be a part of the crew since she had a tee on which had "One Direction" printed on it. As we took our seats, we looked around and the whole stadium seemed sold out. This wasn't my first concert experience, but I had never witnessed such an enthusiastic crowd. From the banners, to the fancy t-shirts, to the hooting. I was taken up by this whole scene.

I'd never thought I would say that, but the screaming got louder. And then I realized that the band had come up on stage. No wonder. I couldn't see much past the screaming girls, all i could see were five figures.

***

I found myself dancing to the songs which was surprising, because I was never the person who liked to dance. Even Lucy got confused at first, but she knew I was enjoying. The laser lights bleamed in the stadium. The speakers blared. The smoke rose. This was the perfect scene. The perfect day. And I never thought it would get any better. But it did.

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