Drawings || muke (DISCONTINUED)

Part 6

The security guard starting yelling and girls starting pushing.

"If you have a wristband, go left!"

I squeezed through a crowd of girls but, of course, not before having my butt touched a few times. I frowned each time a girls hand had brushed against it. Soon I was waiting in line while taking deep breaths. I quickly texted Michael that I could hardly breath.

Michael- chill out you'll be fine

I knew I'd be fine but I wasn't ready to see them. And meet them. Sooner or later I was two people away from seeing the beautiful people I have been obsessed with for the last 5 years. I squealed when the man said "Next!" and I was on my way. I causally walked over to them like we were friends but in reality, I was freaking out. I felt light headed and my heart was pounding.

"Oi, mate you okay?"

I nodded at Niall as he smiled at me. The camera man adjusted us before snapping the pic. I took of my jacket and tied it around my waist. This was it.

Go time.

I retrieved my picture before walking out with my back to them. On my shirt was an intense larry scene. Harry's eyes widened and Louis just stiffened. I smirked at I gaining a few gasps, a few trues, and sames from the girls in line. After I basically ran out, I called mikey.

"I did it mikey!"

"Well, the early bird gets the worm!"

"Oh my god."

He snickered and hung up. I had told him to search up larry and from that sentence, I'm guessing he did.

I got in the general admission line and waited. And waited. And waited. At least an hour had past before they let us in.

I had pretty far seats because I'm basically poor from thiS FREAKING BAND. The only reason I got a backstage ticket was because I was saving up for it.

*cries in spanish*

I saw food, water, and merch but all I really wanted to get was to my seat. When I got their, I found out I was sitting next to a girl that wouldn't talk and a younger boy who looked about 10. I had decided to spark up a conversation.

"Hi. Do you like one direction?"

He nodded vigorously and started rambling on about how they were the best thing that had happened to had. Soon, the lights had dimmed and the video had started. All the girls started screaming. The girl that was quiet when I sat down started screaming,

"What's a chonce?"

I chuckled and made sure to keep my phone tucked in my pocket. Why would I watch through my phone screen when I can watch with my own eyes?

After awhile, the tune to What Makes You Beautiful started playing and I squealed. Then the young boy next to me started crying. His mother started yelling at him about how it's just a band and he shouldn't be crying.

I started talking to him about how it was so excited to take his mind off his mom. We started talking about Harry and Louis and how much time they spend together.

"Who do you think makes breakfast in the morning?"

"They share that really."

We laughed at the reference and started singing the songs again.

*

As soon as it had started, it ended. The lights were suddenly turned off and all that was left to hear was screaming and crying of multiple fans.

I started making my way out but not before I heard a familiar voice. 

"Daniel! Stop my mom is going to hear!"

"Don't call me Daniel. Only one person calls me that. Call me Dan."

Michael's voice was chatting with a stranger named Dan and well, if I knew Michael was taken, I wouldn't have started liking him.

Actually, that's a lie. I would defiantly like him. He's just to cute to avoid honestly.

Instead of calling Michael like he asked, I awkwardly walked out if the venue alone and confused.

Why wouldn't he tell me? I mean, I understand we're just friends but it would have been nice to inform me.

I got in my car and started blasting my playlist on spotify. Even with the noise, I couldn't stop thinking about my troubles.

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