Wrong email [Nate Parker fanfic]

1. Wrong email

There are moments when I hate being in a family that can afford to buy expensive things, like that time i wanted a designed handbag so bad and my dad gave me it at my 15th birthday.
Most of the times it might be easy to me to get something I want, but it also might seem weird if I told I like to hard work to get things.

I hate it because people think I'm selfish and that I only care about money but what they don't know is that I will never buy happiness with money so rich or poor, I just live my life in peace but there's also a positive side, like in anything else.

I come back to the reality by a door knocking and I suddenly get up from my bed, staring at the door.

"Just give me two seconds!" I scream, rubbing my eyes and yawning.

I decide to put on clothes and I grab a pair of black skinny jeans and a blue shirt from the armchair, leaving my pyjama on the bed as i look in the mirror.
I'm pretty tall, my hair is brown and my eyes are blue, almost grey actually.

"Faith?!" My parents call me from downstairs. I exit my bedroom and take the stairs.

"I'm coming!" I scream back, still kinda sleepy.

When I reach them in the dining room all i see is a huge birthday cake on te table and my parents and my sister around it.

A chocolate cake base topped with blood contrasting layers of white and dark creamy chocolate mousse and decorated with Oreo cookies on biscuit sails. I look at it in shock.

"Oh my god." I wishper, my eyes wide open.

"Happy 17th birthday!" They all sing to me as I still smile at the cake wishing that i'll eat it as soon as possible.

"Thanks." I say finally glancing at them.

Sarah, my 9 years old sister, looks at me with an huge smile on her face.
You have to stop smiling like that like right now, you little evil.

"So, as you already know," my dad starts explaining. "Your favourite boyband, One Direction, are coming here next month and we know you've already got your concert tickets to see them live." He clears his voice then he continues.

"Yes, oh my god, i still can't believe, i'll see my sunshine Niall Horan." I yell as I remember i'm seeing him in less than 4 weeks and I start to fangirl over the blonde guy.

"Yeah, and we know how much he means to you, so we've bought you a present for your birthday you will absolutely love." My mom takes part into the convo.

"What is it? I'm so curious." Shivers run down my back.

"It's a meet&greet pass. Hope you like it."

I cover my mouth with my hands to not start screaming.

"What? Seriously?" I run towards them and i give them thigh hugs, still screaming.

"I love you so much guys, you rock!" I laugh as i take my cake and come back to my room.

I immediately open my laptop, going on the m&g's website and searching for the 'one direction LA show' session.

I hold my breathe, still shaking and hoping that it still was a m&g left. I close my eyes for few seconds and i turn my head towards my sister.

"Sarah?!" I point at the laptop, turning it to her. "Can you check for me if there is still a m&g left? I'm so so so so so nervous and scared." She glares at me. "Yes. But stop saying 'so'."

After a minute that seems an hour she says "Here you are."

I look at the display.

"OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I'M MEETING ONE DIRECTION IN LESS THAN 30 DAYS I JUST CAN'T BELIEVE." I run towards my bed, jumping on it.

"Don't waste your time and buy this meet & great."

"Meet & greet." i correct her, getting up from my bed.
I click on the ticket and start filling out the form.

Name: Faith Parker

Age: 17

Credit card: T3TT3

Other infos:

E-mail: n8parker@gmail.com

N8 is my ship name with Niall.

"Sarah, do you ship Naith?" I ask looking at my sister. She's so annoying.

"Yes yes I do, you asked me thousand times."

I look back at the laptop as i start reading:

We sent you an e-mail with the m&g, print it and take it with you the day of the show.

I open another window, going on g-mail typing strenghtly on the keybord, with a huge smile painted on my face.

"Do you wanna break your iMAC? Our parents paid like 700$."

I roll my eyes, snorting. She's only 9 but she cares about money like and old mingy with 40 dogs, 10 cats, a red parrot and no wife because he was too busy earning dollars to fall in love.
I'm not like her, I don't wanna be rich, I just wanna be happy, and One Direction makes me happy.

I keep typing my password, but everytime i do it it comes: "wrong password or email, please retry."

I look at my adress and notice that the mail i typed is wrong, i open wide my eyes and start to shake. I try to type n8parker@gmail.usa once again opening my email inbox.
I check the email adress written on the page of the m&g and i realize that it was n8parker@gmail.com.

Where did i go wrong?

A/n// hi or hey? We're two girls here writing this story, hope you enjoy.x
we have this ccount together yay, our mains are ohhitsbrad and dreamingmcvey
Maybe comment what you think and give us a star? It would mean a lot x
And we both arent 1d's  fans so it's not gonna be on niall horan or these kind of thing, just know that xx
Lots of love x
Arianna&Erica x