Sadie

Prologue

(A/N: I don't really know how a one direction concert works so bear with me)

(Prologue)

I plugged my ears as I approached the venue. Screaming girls were everywhere. I pushed past the crowd of teenage girls who circled the arena and made my way down the long hall to the area where the five loves of my life would be.

I stopped by the restroom and checked myself if the mirror. I fixed the necklace I got for my birthday the night before, which also included One Direction Meet and Greet tickets.

I stepped into the line of girls in One Direction t-shirts and bags. "Carrots..." I muttered.

"Um, aren't you here with anyone?" This random girl asked me. She had strawberry-blonde hair and the brightest green eyes I had ever seen in my seventeen years of being in existence.

"Oh, erm..." I looked at the floor. "N-no one could go... Um, with me."

She nodded and turned back to her friends. 'Just another one who doesn't care...' I thought. I just sighed and kept on moving with the line.

There were about three other groups ahead until the boys. I fiddled with my hands and took out my iPhone and pretended to text my friends. I do that in awkward situations.

Finally, I was up next. I became extremely nervous and my stomach began to ache in anxiety. I saw a wave of strawberry-blonde hair and some other blonde curls coming through the door. This is it.

"Next!" the security guard called.

I felt my face pale and I cautiously walked over and opened the door that led to my dream come true.

"Hello, love!" I immediately heard a thick Irish accent call out.

"Hi..." I said shyly. 'Okay, Sadie. Pull yourself together. Act natural.' I thought. I flashed One Direction a confident smile. "So..." I explained to them how I wanted them to pose. We all got in our poses and waited to hear the faint 'click' of the camera.

BANG!

I heard a loud crash ring throughout the building. The boys gave each other confused but knowing glances. Then something caught me off guard. A roar loud enough to be heard from London to Bristol vibrated through the walls and I heard thumping. I gasped and the boys jumped in front of me, as if guarding me.

Suddenly, there was a loud crash, and the right wall collapsed. There were screams of terror from the room next to us, thank God the wall hadn't collapsed near them, but they definitely heard it over there and panicked.

I nearly had a heart attack when One Direction grabbed the microphones hanging from their belts and swung them, the mics immediately transforming into large, bronze swords.

'This Meet and Greet is really messed up.' I thought to myself.

In marched the biggest bull I had ever seen. Only this bull was standing on it's hind legs, and had multiple weapons hanging from its leather belt.

The boys attacked the hybrid bull/human/warrior and within minutes, all that was left was a small pile of sparkling gold dust.

"What... just... happened?" I breathed.

Harry wiped his hands on his black skinny jeans, getting gold all over them. "Minotaur." He said, simply.

"Uhm, this is 2013, not ancient Greece." I said.

"Unfortunately, it's modern-ancient Greece." Louis pointed out.

"I guess there were so many cell phones going off, it attracted a monster. There's obviously a "you-know-what" other than us here." Niall said, looking directly at me.

"What do you mean, "you-know-what"?" I said, uneasily.

"Look, there's no time to explain. We have to leave. Now." Liam ordered.

"What about the show?" Harry asked.

"Um, we have bigger problems than that, Harold." Niall said.

"Let's go." Liam said, pushing the boys and myself into the tour bus.