Im Just a Fan

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I stood in the front row of the stadium looking around in awe. "I cannot believe this is happening right now!" I squealed. Braylin laughed. "I can't believe you dragged me here." I glared at her. "You didn't have to come." I replied with a bit of sassiness. "Yes, but Ashton." She winked. I laughed. "Well have fun gawking at Ash, I'll be looking straight at Mikey and Cal and screaming." I sat cross legged in my seat. 1 hour til showtime and it couldn't come soon enough. I looked down at my body rather self-consciously. My thighs were over average in size, my ripped shorts fit over them snugly. My chest was above average, the 5SOS singlet covered little to no cleavage whatsoever and the open plaid button front shirt I wore over it wouldn't dare try to button over my boobs. The only thing I really cared about was my hair. Untamed blue curls were held back by a red bandana, in homage to Ashton. I had spent 25 minutes on my makeup, making sure my eyeliner was perfect and that none of my imperfect scars showed. I looked up for a moment and screamed. "LUKE!" His familiar blonde quiff made my heart skip a beat. His hair disappeared back stage. I chuckled to myself and looked at Bray. She had ducked out of sight as soon as I had screamed. I rolled my eyes and took out my phone. I opened my twitter and saw that Luke had tweeted. @Luke5SOS: A fan just screamed my name when I looked out into the venue. That was awesome. "HE TWEETED ABOUT ME. LUCAS HEMMINGS LITERALLY JUST MENTIONED ME." I started freaking out. I instantly tweeted back, @LizzieMT: THAT WAS ME! @Luke5SOS I sent the tweet and I heard the boys laugh. Luke walked out. Holy mother of God. Luke Hemmings is right in front of me. In person. The boys walked out into the venue and smiled right at us. At us! I couldn't help but stare at Calum. His green day singlet hung loose around his toned torso and his ripped black skinny jeans hugged his legs perfectly. God damn I want this boy. "So you were the one who screamed at Luke?" Ashton smiled. I started blankingbon everything. How do I talk again? "I-I did." I choked. I cannot believe they're here in front of me. Luke laughed. His laugh. Oh dear God have mercy. "Your hair! How the hell did you do that?" Michael stared at it in awe. "Tons of bleach, blue hair dye and naturally curly hair." I smiled. He touched the black of his hair and smiled. "That's it! I'm dying my hair blue!" He yelled. I laughed. "Its a bitch to keep like this. I dye mine every few weeks to keep it like this." I start fiddling with my hair. We talked for another forty-five minutes and then the boys ran backstage. Fangirls of all ages swarmed the stadium waiting for the four beloved Aussies. I took out my phone and smiled as the concert started. I took a bunch of pictures and a few videos. I couldn't help but blush and hold in screams as Calum smiled and winked at me. He's fucking perfect. Oh dear God.