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Venue

I couldn't breathe. Tom's eyes were wide as they locked onto me, standing pale in the corridor, staring back at him and his bloody hands...

and the body on the floor.

10 months earlier.

"Oh my god guys, what if we get to the front? Do you think Bill will notice me?" Niamh says, twirling her silky black hair around her finger as she bites her lip, admiring herself in the mirror. I was in the middle of applying mascara to my lashes, rolling my eyes playfully as I smile and continue to apply my mascara while I reply to her.

"I doubt we'll get to the front." I say. Niamh groans and sits on my desk, blocking my view of the mirror, making me sit up.

"Oh come on, Amie! Just be less doubtful for once?! Please!" She pleads, staring at me with her glistening brown eyes, a frown on her face. I hear Sia approaching from behind after she finished buckling her heels.

"Yeah, Amie. We're literally going to this concert three hours before it starts, I have zero doubts we wont get to the front." Sia says in her soft voice, patting my back. Her blonde hair flows beautifully behind her back and she continues to look forward, her green eyes lingering on her reflection in the full length mirror. She wore some tight denim shorts with rhinestone patterns on the back pockets, and a light pink sleeveless crop top.

I sit up and cross my arms on Niamh's thighs, who was still sat on the desk in front of me. "Okay, fine. Let's say we get to the front. I think Bill will 100% notice you. If he doesn't then he's stupid." A cheeky smile appeared on my lips as I look up at her. Niamh was the complete opposite of Sia. She wore a black corset with a black mini skirt. Clearly Niamh was waiting to hear that, because I watched as a shy smile appeared on her face.
"But what do you guys think about Tom?" I bite my lip as I tuck my hair behind my ear saying this, looking over at Sia who was admiring herself in the mirror. "Do you think I'll end up being one of his hookups?"

I have the fattest crush on Tom Kaulitz, the lead guitarist of the band we were going to see, and I have for about 3 years. He's normally known for his groupies and one night stands, and he's stated in interviews that he doesn't believe in true love. Though I would absolutely love to be his forever girlfriend, the most realistic situation for me would to be a groupie.

Niamh hops down from the desk and puts her hands on my shoulders.
"Of course girl!! Look at you! I wouldn't be surprised! Your a hundred percent his type!" Now I had a shy smile emerging onto my face.

Almost like we were thinking the same thing, mine and Niamh's heads turn to look at Sia by the mirror.

"Who do you want to notice you Sia?" Niamh asks, as if we had to have someone we want to hookup with.

"I don't even know these guys that well..." Sia replies, while applying lipgloss to her pale pink lips. "I'm just going because it's a concert and I love concerts." I roll my eyes and smile to her reply. Instinctively, I walk over to the mirror and stand beside Sia, admiring myself as-well.

I'd spent 3 days picking out my outfit. It was gonna be cold, so I wasn't as stupid as Niamh and Sia were with their outfits. I settled on wearing a black sleeveless top - not cropped - but you were able to see my red bra straps clinging to my shoulders. For bottoms, I wore some dark blue denim jeans, which were flared, and tight above the knees, with rhinestone patterns on the back pockets. My shoes were black boots.
My eyes travel up to my face. My hazel eyes stare back at myself. I'd straightened my hair, so my thin, brown hair laid long against my back, reaching my mid-back. Smiling at myself, I tilt my head and adjust my belt, before taking the lipgloss Sia held out to me and applying it to my lips.