Summer Love

3

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Okay so trying to listen to Metallica while a pop boy band performs right in front of you proves it's probably the hardest thing in the world. Here are some reasons why:

1. you're right next to the speakers so you can't hear your own music

2. The fans are screaming so freaking loud you can't even think let alone listen to "Enter Sandman."

3. Your best friend keeps hitting you with the back of her hand on your shoulder excitedly because she's living a dream come true.

And 4. One freaking annoying band member keeps heading towards you while he sings to catch your attention and starts to make weird stupid silly faces at you. (Another reason why your best friend is slapping you with the back of her hand)

By the third song I took the hint: no ear buds on while the 'almighty' one direction idiots, oops I mean 'singers', are preforming. That's fine.

My phone was dying anyways.

"Louis keeps coming back!" Macy sighs happily and wiggled her eyebrows at me. "I wonder for who?"

"Who?" I didn't catch on and looked around me.

"You! That's who!" she laughed and grabbed my hand, forcing me to stand up. "Come on, let's dance!"

"No, why do you hate me!" I groaned as they started to play 'Best Song Ever' and Macy started to scream and try touching Harry as he passed by.

I just stood there with my arms crossed and a scowl on my face. Trying not to fall as people tried to reach over me to touch one of the members. Or while they did a stupid dance I saw while Macy forced me to watch that music video. If One Direction wasn't annoying enough then their fans sure were. Besides Macy of course, she's just too awesome.

"Louis," I heard Zayn laugh into his microphone, "what the hell are you doing mate?"

I didn't realize that the music stopped until that Louis guy sat on the stage right in front of me and stared at me intently and with a straight face. It was kind of creeping me out.

"What?" I asked glaring him. "Never seen a girl before?"

"Diana." Macy hit me upside the head. "Be nice!"

"Yea Diana, be nice!" Louis smirked.

"Louis stop annoying her." Harry kicked him lightly on the shoulder with his shoe.

"Yea Louis, stop annoying me." I mocked him with a grin.

"Hey look guys she actually smiled!" Louis pointed at me.

"Correction: that was a grin. Not a smile." Macy rolled her eyes at my comment.

One Direction laughed and I found myself smiling for real this time.

"She's cool." Liam said. "Why don't you come up with us?"

Wait what?

"Uh no than--Macy!!" she literally grabbed me by the ear to exit our row and make our way to the stage. A stage hand ran from behind the drum area, gave us mics, and ran back behind the drums to never be seen again. Was that guy a ninja or something? 'Cuz I got to admit that would be cool.

"Hello!" Niall bounced up and down as he greeted us. "What's your names?"

That guy needs to cut down on the caffeine.

"Macy Weather." Macy smiled completely not fazed by the fact that over 9,000 fans were glaring right at us for being up stage with their "soul mates".

"How about you, love?" Louis turned to me with a smile.

Love? Oh right, British people can call each other love like how I call Macy stupid face. In a loving friendly way of course.

"...."

"Di..." Macy growled and gave me a death stare.

I sighed and brought the mic to my lips surprisingly feeling a bit comfortable at holding the mic and having the spotlight on me. "Diana Singer."

"Singer?" Louis grew his wicked grin, I swear I saw the gears in his head starting to turn. "Doubt it."

The girls in the front row made an 'ooohhhhhh' while the rest just straight out laughed or chuckled.

Macy's eye widened and I knew that she was trying to warn Louis to stop when I had my back turned to her. When I turned to look at her she looked completely normal, but when I looked back to Louis I knew she was giving him signals like mouthing 'no!' or slicing her neck off, etc.

"I'm sorry did you just diss me?" I spoke into the mic like nothing happened.

"Yes," he grinned, "maybe you can't hear because all the girls are screaming my name." He held his hand to his ear as the whole stadium started to chant 'Louis! Louis!'

Oh, all right pretty boy you wanna play. Let's play.

"I just so happen to have a voice." I glared at him.

"Right," he rolled his eyes, "and I just so happen to be a girl."

"Glad you finally admit it." I smirked. Harry, Niall, Liam and Zayn started to laugh and lined up behind me.

"What the hell?!" Louis looked at them. "Aren't you guys supposed to been my side?!"

"Sorry," Harry laughed into the microphone so the whole stadium could hear the conversation, "but she's got spunk." He was standing right next to Macy and she looked like she was about to faint.

"And she's funny." said Zayn.

"She's cute." Liam smiled.

"Plus I have a feeling that she could totally kick your ass." Niall was still bouncing up and down.

Louis looked at me with laughter in his eyes. "Bring it, Blondie."

Oh no he didn't...

"No problem, Red Coat." I countered while the crowd laughed.

I glared at Louis as I made my way to the middle of the stage. That's when my brain started to realize that I was about to perform in front of a whole stadium. Filled with girls that wanted me to lose so Louis can take the win and make fun of me. My hands started to sweat, but my stubborn side wouldn't let me back down. Louis challenged me to this stupid battle.

And hell, I'm going to win.