Sage's POV
"I'm emotionally unstable," Kate said, still staring at the stage.
"Me too," Brooke commented.
"Same here," Claire added.
"I think that goes for all of us," I concluded.
It was about an hour after the concert, and all of us were incapable of any physical movement whatsoever. Alix eventually came across the stadium to our seats because Hazel had to go. We eventually had to be escorted out of the arena room, but were allowed to stay in the stadium itself until 1:00a.m. We didn't plan on doing so, however. At the tightly packed souvenir stand, Alix got the T-Shirt I owed her and a poster; Brooke got a hoodie and a dog tag necklace; Claire got the same poster as Alix and a T-Shirt; Kate got two shirts and a wristband saying I Survived a One Direction Concert; I got a hoodie and a T-Shirt, but we all got glowsticks and ordered the concert on DVD.
As we walked back to the car, I asked, "What time is it?" Someone, I'm not sure who, answered 11:00 p.m. We got out of the stadium two hours after the concert ended. Between sitting in the arena like dumbfounded idiots, waiting in line for 40 minutes for souvenirs, and fighting the crowds to get the hell out of that place, the pieces of how our time was spent came together as a metaphorical puzzle. With the size of the crowd, it took us 30 minutes to find the car and get onto the streets of London. Traffic was terrible, so we didn't get home until around 12:15 in the morning. It didn't seem that long, however, because we had plenty to talk about.
When we did arrive home, Brooke asked, "Hey, Alix, do you wanna spend the night?"
"Sure! Just lemme change out of these clothes and I'll be right over."
"We all sat around my laptop in the living room watching Rush Hour 3. When the movie was over, it was about 2 a.m. All of us were wide awake, probably due to all the 5-hour energy capsules and Red Bulls we had consumed the previous afternoon. I'll probably regret that later.
"So what do y'all want to do now?" Claire asked, a little too anxious.
"Anyone up for frozen yogurt?" Alix asked.
"Sure. What about you guys?" Kate answered looking at me and Brooke. We nodded and grabbed our jackets before heading out the door. Not bothering to change, I was dressed in my plaid purple pajama pants and my white undershirt(with a hoodie). Alix wore a blank tank top with Wonder Woman pants(don't judge), and Kate wore and old Jonas Brothers hand-me-down T-Shirt with hot pink basketball shorts. Sexy, I know right! Claire sported an old gymnastics T-Shirt with yoga pants. Brooke had on white fleece shorts and our old high school spirit shirt on. We were a pretty hot group walking around London in the middle of the night, if I do say so myself.
Rather than taking the car, we walked because 1) we had too much energy that we needed to get rid of and 2) there was a fro-yo shop three blocks away.
We were about a block away, right next to a particularly busy pub when I saw three really fit guys.
" Hey, y'all. Those three guys up there are really fit, but I can't see there faces. What do they look like?"" I asked pointing in their direction, 15 paces ahead of us and across the street. One was on his phone and the other two stood around, waiting for him to hang up.
Brooke, Alix, and Kate all stopped in their tracks and their eyes got really big. "Is that....," Alix said over the loud music of the club. She trailed off and looked like she saw a ghost. Brooke was about to faint, shaking and sweating buckets before she ran towards the club vestibule and started squealing like crazy, Kate copying her actions and running towards the vestibule as well.
"What's going on?" Claire asked panicked. She was about to run after them with Alix to see hat was wrong before I grabbed her hand.
"Those guys look familiar," I mumbled.
"I can't hear you, what?" she asked confused. And that's when it hit me.
"Niall. Harry. Louis." I said in a state of shock. She understood and we made a mad dash towards the vestibule. After fangirling for what seemed like forever but in reality only lasted seven minutes and 27 seconds, we finally calmed down just a tad bit and realized we needed to follow them before they got away. I hurried out of the building and saw the guy on the phone, Harry, still talking to whoever, and though he was about 45 meters away, I could tell he was deep into the conversation he was engaged in. The other two guys, Niall and Louis, disappeared, hopefully into the building they were in front of.
Our Plan:
Since the boys were incognito, it would be normal if fans didn't recognize them, right? We didn't want to appear as the stalker fans that we actually were. Brooke and I had on the One Direction hoodies, and all of us were going to talk about the concert as we walk into the smoothie shop. Surely, Niall and Louis would be kind enough to come and talk to us, right? If they didn't, then before they left we would have to muster up the courage to go up and talk to them. I was shaking like a Chihuahua, trying to hold in my inner fangirl and letting out my nervousness in shaky laughs. I was about to freaking throw up. "Here we go," I thought as we walked across the street.
Niall's POV
The boys and I normally have to stay at the venue about three hours after the concerts, but because this was the first show of the tour, we had to stay for four. The first hour is spent cooling off and chilling while the crowd dies down a bit. Then, we have Meet and Greets with the fans, which is AWESOME because our fans are the absolute best! The last hour and a half was spent doing interviews before we leave the stadium, normally to our hotel but because we have flats in London, we just headed to those.
When I got home, it was around 1:50-2:00 a.m. Usually the lads and I go drinking after the first and last show. But we had an interview at 11:00 a.m., and none of us would be able to get up and get rid of the hangover in time/ I texted the guys anyway to see if they wanted to at least walk around town or something to celebrate. Zayn said he wanted to get some rest and Liam never even answered, probably already fast asleep, but Louis and Harry said they'd join me.
We walked around the streets of London incognito, and yea we were in disguise, but I was kinda surprised no one recognized us. I mean, for the past two years, we couldn't go out in public without at least one person knowing who we were and asking for an autograph or something. We were in front of a smoothie place when Harry got a phone call from Gemma. She was having relationship problems, I think her boyfriend was breaking up with her, so we went inside of a smoothie place and gave him his privacy while he talked to his sister. Lou and I ordered our drinks and sat down in a booth. The place was empty because it was the middle of the night and the employee that drew the short straw to work the night shifts went in the back room, probably to take a nap. I went up to the counter and left a $20 tip, because I felt bad for him. Harry was still on the phone 10 minutes later when a group of girls walked in. Lou just turned around, ducked his head, and told me to do the same. In fact, I almost did. But one of the girls caught my eye. Her hair was in a messy bun but little pieces of hair framed her face perfectly. She had the typical amount of acne that most girls would refuse to go out with revealed, but she didn't seem to give it a second thought. In fact, she had no makeup on at all, unlike some of her friends that did, despite the time of day. her brown eyes sparkled in the dim light of the smoothie place, but her smile seemed to light up the entire face. That girl was beautiful. She had on purple pajama pants and a One Direction sweatshirt on, which hopefully increased my chances with her. With my mom's voice in my head, I told Lou I'd be right back as I confidently walked over to her. "I'm getting myself a girlfriend," I thought to myself.
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Hey guys!!!! I finally updated. NIALL'S 20 OMG THIS IS NOT OK!!! I'm sorry this chapter sucked. It's a really important chapter and I'm bad at writing those kind of moments. I'm usually better at writing details about the most useless scenes. So please bear with me!!! They're about to meet OMG!! I'm excited. I HAVE 154 READS OMG I CAN'T BELIEVE THIS I LOVE Y'ALL SOSOSOSOSOSOSOSOSO MUCH!!!!! PLEASE TELL YOUR FRIENDS ABOUT THIS STORY BECAUSE IT'D MEAN THE WORLD TO ME!!!! Also, please vote and comment because voting only takes two seconds(*click) and commenting takes 10 seconds("You did good!" "This story sucks" "You can improve by....."). Love y'all soooo much my fishies!!!-Sonja
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Fanfiction"I was never really into One Direction. They're just some stupid boy band." Ummm, no. Sage was your typical 18 year old fangirl who just graduated high school and needed to let go of her fangirling days. She tore down her posters, deleted her fan pa...
