CONVERSE || A Liam Payne Fanfiction

Chapter 2: A Slip of the Hand

~~~Mia~~~

I quickly jog out to the awaiting cab, and open the front door to find Justin turning on the radio to a special playlist, specially for Jane. Justin was our 'aunt' Noelle's boyfriend. I know what you're thinking. Your aunt is dating a taxi driver? And yes. He is also a DJ, bartender and the occasional announcer, though he doesn't usually talk much. I buckle my seat belt and plug in my earbuds. I didn't want to listen to One Direction when I would be hearing enough of them tonight. I put on the All- American Rejects and try to sleep. I begin to dream. Dream about what it would be like to be normal and not have crazy family situations. My life would be a lot simpler if I knew my real dad, or if my stepdad and my mom hadn't gotten a divorce, or if I hadn't had to move into my grandfather's house last week. My life would just be simple. 

***Two Hours Later***

"Mia! Wake up! We're here!" I hear Jane yell to me from the back seat. I wake up quickly and unbuckle before grabbing my bags and stepping out of the car. We check into the hotel and drop off our stuff in the hotel room.

The first place we go is to take a bunch of pictures of Big Ben, then to the London Eye and ride it a few times. We pass by the Tower Bridge, and to Covent Garden and walk through Piccadilly Circus. It was about an hour until the concert, so I decide to let Jane go back to the hotel room while I get some food from a nice restaurant down the road. I go back to hotel room and I see that Jane had packed just about her whole closet. There were dresses, skirts, and blouses on the beds and shorts and pants all over the floor.

"Jane! We're staying for a night. Not a lifetime!" I yell. She walks out of the bathroom wearing a pair of neon pink short shorts and a white tank top that reads 'Hollister'. "Jane, would you like to put on some real clothes? Or do you just want to wear your birthday suit that you have on now?" I joke. She rolls her eyes.

"I have nothing cuter to wear!" She complains as she flops down on the bed. I sit down next to her, pushing away a few dresses. I sigh.

"Why don't you wear my dress? You can if you want." I say. She immediately jumps from the bed and squeals. Jane gets changed quickly and we then call a cab to the stadium.

The first thing I notice when I walk into the stadium, is that there were four different levels of balconies. How the hell does One Direction sell this place out? Apparently, Jane somehow won front row tickets in an online competition and we were the first ones there of course. Jane wouldn't miss this for the world. We go to our seats and sit, waiting until the concert starts. I also notice that the whole place fills up pretty quickly. Soon, the lights die down and they walk out on stage. The one with the kinda curly hair walks out in front of us, I think his name is Liam. He smiles down at me as they all begin to sing. 

"Mia! Please! Take out your phone and tape this! I can't because I'm doing twitter questions! Please!" Jane whines. I pull my phone out of my bag and begin to record. I record about two songs when Liam jumps off of the stage and comes up to me. All of a sudden, he takes my phone and hops back on stage. He continues to film it in his point of view and after the song, I see him stop it. He continues playing with my phone a while before he gives it back. I notice that it was currently on my contacts, so I scroll down and almost immediately find his name programmed in my phone. I turn it off and enjoy the next song. It's really upbeat, so everybody is dancing around and clapping. Harry runs in front of us and begins to fist bump. I don't know what happens, but Harry stops singing for a second as my head is turned toward Jane. I quickly turn my head around and see that Harry's mic is flying right towards my head. I can't react quick enough and it ends up knocking me over. Everything begins to go fuzzy and eventually black. Well this trip wasn't exactly 'perfect'.