Just Another Girl In The Crowd

Part 1

"Hurry up oh my goddddd" I whine at my best friend, Hayley as she slowly finishes her eyeliner. "We're gonna be late! I wanna get to the barrier!!" I continue whining at her.

"We will get to the barrier, but I think my eyeliner is more important than being at the doors first. We can push other fans out the way anyway, we will get to the barrier." She assures me and stares at herself in the mirror.

"Your eyeliner looks fine! Let's go!!" I squeal and grab her arm.

She throws her eyeliner on her bed and grabs her phone and money for merch. As we leave the hotel, the brisk British wind swirls around us.

"Oh my god what if Calum notices me?!" I happily giggle.

Hayley rolls her eyes, "yeah that's as likely as Michael Clifford bending down in front of me and kissing my shoes." She laughs.

I pout slightly as we approach the venue to see we are the first at our entrance. We run to the door and sit outside for ages.

"How do you know Calum won't notice me?" I ask slowly, still disappointed.
I mean, yeah I know he won't but it's a nice thought. Everyone thinks it at a concert...

"Because you're just another fan in the crowd, why would he notice you?" She bluntly says.

That's the thing about Hayley, she's my best mate and everything but sometimes she's a huge bitch.

"I don't know, it's unrealistic." I slowly reply.

"It's not even like you're unbelievably beautiful..." She murmurs and continues scrolling through Twitter on her phone.

"Oh gee, thanks." I sarcastically reply, upset building inside me.

"Welcome." She grunts.

Hayley is so pretty, she's one of the popular, perfect girls who all the boys like. On the other hand, there's me. A tall-ish, blonde girl who is interested in bands and photography. No boys like me, and I'm a nerd. Fantastic.
Hayley only agreed to come to this concert because she thinks Luke is hot. She barely knows the other's names. I just wish Calum would notice me.

"It was sarcasm" I quickly snap back at her.

She gets up and glares at me. "Why're you getting bitchy with me?" She snaps and glares down at me. Her long brown hair flowing behind her.

"I'm not." I reply quietly.

She towers over me and I curl up slightly.

"You're honestly just a stupid fan." She laughs nastily.

I pull out my phone and ignore her, beginning to scroll through Facebook.

"HEY" she shouts and grabs my phone from me.

I get up and try to take back my phone but as I go to grab it, she moves it.

"Give it back Hayley!!" I shout and launch at my phone.

She laughs meanly and throws it to the floor.

"Hayley!" I cry and picking up my phone and revealing my screen smashed to pieces.

"Aw no, is your iPhone 4 smashed? What a shame, I'm sure you can get another cheap second hand one." She laughs and pulls my hair.

I begin to sob.
"You're meant to be my best friend!" I cry.

"You're pathetic." She retorts and continues to pull my hair.

I try to get out of her grasp but she doesn't let go.

"Hayley stop!!!" I cry and hold onto the roots of my hair.

"HEY YOU!!" A loud male voice shouts.

She drops my hair and laughs nastily before walking away.
•This isn't over, bitch. Hayley Xoxo• she texts me.
I put my head between my knees and cry profusely.

"Miss are you ok?" The male's voice says.

I sense him standing over me.
I manage to splutter a yes before feeling someone's arms pick me up. I shake as I am stood up.

"Come with me, are you here to see Five Seconds Of Summer?" The man says, a stern look on his face, his eyes hidden by blacked out sunglasses.

I nod and he nods back.

"Follow me." He grunts and begins to walk through a fire door, holding it open for me.

Where am I going? Why did Hayley do that to me? Tears continue streaming down my face until I hear a loud, Australian giggle...