heartache doesn't last forever (one direction//emblem 3 fanfic) *ON HOLD*

chapter 5;; anxiousness and preparation

deema's POV

i woke up to a start when i could see light hazel eyes staring into me, i screamed, as anyone would do if they woke up to a fice inches apart from yours. i looked at her carefully, it was sanna. i sighed a breath of relief

"HELLOOOOO!!!" sanna screamed in my face

"sanna, what the hell are you doing? im so freaking tired...." i replied softly because i was just woken up by a screaming idiot (a/n ; ur welcome sanna ;D)

"umm... TODAYS THE FREAKING ONE DIRECTION CONCERTT!!!!" she screamed, jumping up and down on my bed, i loved it when she acted all fangirl because normally she acts so chill and calm, but when the word one direction comes up, she turns into a crazy teenage girl

"oh um, yay?" i said, rubbing my eyes, it came out  more like a question because even i didnt know how to act about this, i wanted to cry and refuse to come but i know how much this meant to sanna and of course i wouldnt let her down like this

"um deema? its 1.30pm... the concert starts in 4 hours! we need to choose our clothes, do our makeup, go do our nails! what if we lose the tickets? what if-" she babbled

"SANNA! calm down, its gonna be alright, we have agesss" i replied quickly before she started hyperventilating

"ok, well anyway, breakfasts down stairs!" she smiled and got out of my room, shutting ther door behind her

i sighed and went to the bathroom with my clothes and makeup bag, i switched on my i pod and put it on shuffle, it was cher lloyd, want u back. i started singing along, that was another one of my secrets, i kinda sing.... a lot, but in private, im way to shy to tell anyone, not even the girls or..... um... louis

i hopped in the shower and started it up. when i was finished, i got changed into my hipster please sweatshirt and turquiose dip dye shorts and dried my hair, i didnt bother to put on my makeup just yet

i skipped down the stairs, two at a time and saw the girls sitting around the dinner table talking about somehting and eating toast. i grabbed a slice of toast and sat next to fizz

"hellooo" i said to the girls, hyperly, is hyperly even a word? hyperly. it doesnt sound like a word. meh, whatever.... ITS A WORD NOWW. I chuckled at my wierd thoughts

"hii" sanna and  fizz  replied happily

"so? whos excited about later" sanna squeeled eagerly. i stole a glace of fizz who looked on the verge of tears, this confused me and i wondered why because she is always usually so hyper and fun. i think we all noticed how sanna was waiting expecantly for an answer so we  muttered out 'yeah' and 'mhmm', but by the tone of our voices, anyone could tell that we wernt

*3 hours later*

fizz's POV

we all reluctantly got ready 3 hours after our awkward encounter at breakfast. i stared down at my outfit for the night. i decided on a black blouse with gold chain cuffs and puffy long sleeves that reached up to my wrists, tucked under a pair of black high waisted with gold studs around the pocket area and on the rim and some black high heeled ankle boots with gold studs on the wedge. i lightly curled my hair and and left my burgandy locks flowing down my mid-back. i also, wore clear lipgloss and did my eyes in a smoky eye effect

sanna and deema came down finally, sanna wore a gray hipsta please hoodie and black shorts with deliberate torn bits on it, she also wore a pair of purple nike hi-tops. her hair was straightened and also left down with a red snapback on her head, as for makeup, she didnt have any, she never does, it looks good on her