Hey guys, I hope you're enjoying the story, because I'm enjoying writing it! So, I think I have an idea for the event, so enjoy this chapter and I'll update in a day or two! Love you all!
Starr's POV
We headed back to Nikki's house to get ready for the BVB concert! I threw off the weird clothes Nikki made me wear, and then an evil smile grew on my face. "Oh, Nikki!"
Her face turned into one of mock horror as I took out my black makeup. "Crap."
I laughed. "Its your turn!" I handed her a Black Veil Brides t-shirt, as well as two of my wrist bands. I had her put on my pair of purple skinny jeans, while I wore my black ripped ones. I put on a different BVB shirt, forgetting all my other wrist bands, I put only 3 of mine on, since in total I only had 5 BVB wrist bands.
"Do I have to wear makeup?" Nikki asked, looking slightly embarrassed.
"Well.... Yes!" I laughed. "And it is NOT makeup!!! Its war paint!!!"
"Sorry. War paint." She said sarcastically, rolling her eyes playfully.
"Okay, lets start with this. I'm gonna show you pictures of the guys, and you pick who you want to look like!" I pulled up google images and looked up pictures.
"Ugh... They all wear too much!" Nikki said.
"Well, too bad!" I laughed again.
"Ugh... Well, I sorta like his makeup." Nikki said, pointing to CC.
"Good choice, that's CC! I'm gonna do mine like Jinxx!" I said excitedly.
"Which one's Jinxx?" Nikki asked, and I let out an over exaggerated sigh.
"Jinxx is that one!" I said, pointing to him.
"He looks like a mime! Why would you want to paint your face like that???"
I laughed. "Just shut up so I can work on your makeup!" I got to work on her, then on me. We talked and laughed the whole time, and in just two hours since we got home, we were back at the venue for the BVB concert!
As we were walking into the venue, we saw a news reporter talking about it. "One Direction played here only 3 hours ago, now the Black Veil Brides are up to play! Not only that, but One Direction is going to be at BVB's concert tonight as well!"
We kept walking, making fun of the news. We went inside, and it was almost empty since there were only a few people with VIP passes. We walked straight up to the front, and stood next to a group of boys. I turned and realized it was One Direction! I tapped Nikki on the shoulder. "Look, its them. Your band."
She turned and smiled widely and dragged me to go talk to them. "Hi again!" She said, and the one with pitch black hair turned to her and smiled.
"Hey, you look.... Different." He laughed.
"Yeah, my BVB fan here dressed me up." She said, sounding embarrassed.
"Serves you right for dressing me up like stripes over there!" I said jokingly.
"Hey, I'm not that bad, am I? And the name's Louis!" He said, coming up behind me. "I got us all concert t-shirts!" He said, tossing BVB shirts to each of the boys.
I started laughing again, earning stares from them. "You guys still stick out! You have VIP passes and you didn't even wear war paint!"
"And look like that? Not a chance am I ruining this!" The black haired boy motioned to his face.
Ugh. He's so conceited. "Makeup would be an improvement if you ask me!" I teased, and he laughed, punching me lightly in the arm.
The blonde one, the nearly bald one, and the curly-haired one walked toward us, obviously wanting to join the conversation. The fact that I couldn't remember their names started to get on my nerves.... "Okay, so stripes is Louis... Who the hell are the rest of you? I can't remember your names..." I said.
