Wonderwall- (1D/Niall Horan)

Chapter 19

Finally, it's here! Anyway, I won't keep you from reading it so enjoy! :) Xx <3

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Sitting there, just minutes away from the show starting, I could not think of a time where I was any happier than the moment I was currently in.  Months, weeks, days have been leading up to this. 

Even today, it seemed like the seconds and minutes seemed to pass as hours in a day.  They showed no mercy whatsoever.  I recall being at work and school earlier, watching the clock painfully tick by.  I was so anxious just to get here but I knew that the sooner this time arrived, the sooner it’d all be over.  So as painful as it was, I tried my best to savour the moments leading up to the concert, especially the car ride here.   Scar and I blasted One Direction on the way to the venue, singing to our hearts content, showing no care for our pitch; we probably sounded like complete idiots but neither of us cared.

This concert-- getting the chance to see the boys perform, it was my saving grace.  Being able to see Niall again since the last time we’d spoken was the only thing keeping me sane.  It was the fine shred of hope I’d been hanging onto to pull me out of my deep, dark and depressing downward spiral.  To make things even better, we’d met a group of wonderful people while we waited anxiously in line.  We got to talking with a lovely girl and her group of friends.  We came to know them as Courtney, Madi, Jax, Mariana, Carissa and Lexi.   All of us were pleased to hear while waiting in line that we would all be sitting together during the concert as well.  As we waited anxiously, both in line and for the show to start, we discussed our likes, dislikes, where we were from, etc.  We just really got to know each other and had a good laugh.  Meeting these people helped the time pass progressively faster.  It also sort of made me wish we had more time to just sit and chat with them.

I felt a hand urgently tug on my arm then, distracting me from my thoughts.  I looked over at Scarlett’s gleaming face as she excitedly squealed, “EEEEEEP! Jay, can you believe it?!  Can you believe the amazing seats we have?!  Ahhh! We. Are. At. A. FREAKING. ONE DIRECTION CONCERT!! Someone pinch me!”  The rate at which she was talking almost made it impossible for me to follow.  But I managed to catch up anyway.

I couldn’t even form an actual response without it coming out as complete gibberish.  So I just squealed along with her.  We continued to squeal and voice our thoughts in disbelief at how blessed we were to come here along with our newly found friends.  It was simply a pleasure getting to know them.  We discovered that they all were meeting each other for the first time, actually.  They were all friends through the internet, specifically through a website I only slightly recall; one called “Wattpad”.  They had all met through there and fancied the boys as well as showing similar likes and dislikes.  The boys being the main thing that brought them together.

I was learning many things today.  Many similarities.  Many commonalities.  Carissa shared the same interest as me.  She absolutely adored the band “A Rocket to the Moon”.  Although it saddened us as we discussed their disbanding, we reminisced and talked over our favourite songs, soothing our sadness.

Lexi, just like all the others, but not ordinary at all, was wonderful.  She even gave us the pleasure of hearing her spectacular singing as we huddled around her.  She sang  renditions of a few of One Direction’s songs so effortlessly and eloquently.  It made me all the more eager and excited for the concert to begin.  But I was comforted by Lexi’s soothing voice as she continued to sing.

Jax on the other hand.  She was another thing entirely.  I can honestly say she brought out my inner fangirl.  I’d go crazy whenever we talked.  We’d laugh at the most ridiculous things.  The rest of our friends would look at us bewildered as we’d laugh whole-heartedly.  If it was anyone but her, I’d probably be embarrassed but since she didn’t care what people thought and did as she pleased, I aimed to be even just the slightest like her.