"It takes a second to look at a person, One minute to say hi to the person. A day to know that person's name. It takes weeks to become friends with that person. Months to become best friends. Years to trust and fall in love with that person."
---AubriellaLove
A quick simple look was how i knew my friend fell hard. Her eyes lite up so brightly as she looked upon him. I know what i will say will be dumb, yes, but she fell for a celebrity. A celebrity who was in a boy band. He has blonde hair, blue eyes, he's kinda short, he's irish too, yep...you might've guessed it. The final hint is his name. Niall Horan. Yes she loves that boy from one direction. Every since she was fifteen and i was sixteen. The band had just started to be big apparently and she was listening to the radio as we sat outside some diner type of place. A faint voice turned loud as she blasted the radio tryig to hear what those voices where saying. After half the song was played, she turned to me and said "I will meet these boys, and they will be mine." I, of course, laughed and said sure, brushing it off. Another time, while i was eating a cold poptart, she comes in with bags and i could clearly see her backpack was stuffed to the max. I didn't know what she was doing till she pulled out magazine after magazine of things. All of them happened to be from J-14. "I thought those were for little teenage girls." i remarked while i picked one up. "They are but i can't find any other magazine that has this many pictures of them!" After hours of whatching her rumage around through the now millions of pictures that she had bought, which i know ask myself where had she got the money to even afford all of it, i realized what she was doing. She was aking a poster board of them. Most happened to be of a blonde boy. "Who is he?" i pointed to one of the pictures of the blonde. "That's Niall. He's mine." i tilted my head. So he's her's already? I again brushed it off and acted like nothing. One day she came into my room screaming at the top of her lungs "I Ggot Tickets! I got tickets! Get up!" i was so stunned i actually flew off my bed. Before i could realize it i sat in a car with my jacket and pants on, which i didn't have before. Before my mind could be fully awake my ears were slammed with a huge force. Screaming. Screaming of a thousand girls. We were at a One Direction concert?! My mind went dead and my ears went numb. I hated concerts. I hated the people at concerts. I hated people in general but that's not the point. I gripped at my friend's hand, afraid that i would lose her during the concert. That concert was the longest minutes of my life...Than my friend tells me we can't even go home yet! "No, no! We have to stay!" i give her an annoyed and tired look "And why not!?" "Because i have backstage passes!"
