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Anna

I for once, didn't expect this day to come. This day where I'll be able to hang out with him. Him. As in Bradley William Simpson with his brown curly hair, his pointy nose, that cheeky smile, those black trousers, those necklaces he always wear, the leather jacket, everything about him screams perfect and my head's still in the clouds thinking about me finally meeting him today.

It's been 9 years since I've been fancying Brad but I didn't get the chance to meet him. I mean I did, but that time, the only ticket I can afford was the cheapest one which means I was at the farthest of the farthest at the stadium.

When I graduated Dentistry, I reviewed my course for 7 months, took the board exam, and got my license as a dentist a month after that.

I've already wasted so much time so the next thing I did was apply for a job here in England. I got accepted as a dental assistant in a clinic owned by Dr. William Smith. This has been my dream since I was 19 years old and here I was making it all come true.

I was busy watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S when a mail came up at my doorstep. I didn't even plan on getting it cause I was too caught up with Chandler proposing to Monica.

Jesse, my dog whose name I got from Brad's dog Jesse, bit the mail and sent it to me. I've trained her to do that cause I didn't want her to be a lazy dog. I wanted her to think that she has this certain purpose and that is to be my personal mail-deliverer. Funny but that's just how things work, I guess.

As I open the mail, my eyes got huge when I read that I was invited to Tris' birthday celebration and party with the guys. On the mail was;

"Dear Ms. Griffin,
Good day! We're very happy to inform you that you're one of the five chosen by the management to join the band later tonight at Tristan's birthday party.

Please contact the management at prestigemanagement@yahoo.com.uk to get your access pass. See you later!

Joe O'Neill
Band Manager
Prestige Management"

I jumped in joy then sat on the floor cause Jesse thought it was skating time. She kept on jumping and wagging her tail but I believe there ain't no skating session later tonight.

"This is it, Jesse. I'm finally meeting him." I said while slowly pulling her into a hug.

When I arrived, people were all over the house, 'twas pretty crazy, Tristan and Connor were dancing with who appears to be a few of the other fans around them. They weren't bothered by it. Humble as always.

I slowly walked to the door and when I walked in, guess who's the first one I see? Bradley. Freaking. Simpson!

My insides were aglow because I can't believe this is really happening. He's looking at me and he keeps on smiling and I must have looked like an idiot. I even thought about running back outside but it's too late cause he's now walking towards me!

Act cool. He's not an alien. I told myself.

He said "Hey." And as I stand there mentally thinking about how many times I wanted to personally hear his voice and how much I wanted to be the blabbermouth that I naturally am, my body won't cooperate because words were not coming out of my mouth.

I noticed that he's waiting for my answer so I just pushed the voice out of myself and let out a quick "Hey" that sounded like I was choking and it made me feel so embarrassed.

He looks like he's trying to hug me but just when I thought about how stupid I was, he fell down and passed out in front of me.

People saw what happened but either they were too drunk to care or they were too lazy to get involved.

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