Firsts

5

I was starstruck.

The things you read about online, about not being able to breathe when someone you idolize is right in front of you, is true.

Without even thinking, I started to scream joining the hundreds of other girls in the room. I jumped up and down to make myself look taller and couldn't help but frivolously wave my arms up and down trying to get them to notice me.

The boys flung their confetti as per-usual, and I danced in the rain of pink and purple confetti that was landing on the top of my head. The music that was being played was like adrenaline injected right into my veins, and for a moment every care in the world disappeared and I was on cloud nine.

Riding out the high, the boys sat down and started talking to the audience through the microphone. They picked dares out of the pink hat and some off their twitter.

"Ethan... what is one thing you always take from me?"

"Uh..... I don't know... your girls?"

The crowd went WILD. Thinking about Ethan dating girls literally broke my heart. I don't know why they do that, talk about girls, because as satisfying as it is to my imagination, it leaves my heart aching.

They went on dare after dare, truth after truth, to some pie playing game. One of them had to stand on one side of this huge pie in the face contraption, while the other carefully places a pi-

Right in Grayson's face.

And another, which hit Ethan in the abs and slid down ruining his black ripped jeans.

Pie after pie, the boys killed it. Their stamina and energy lasted all night (fulfilling your imagination right now...) and it was over in what seemed in a blink of an eye.

I followed a huge line of girls to the backstage area for my m&g picture and I was practically shaking I was so nervous to come in contact with my favorite boys.

Seeing them on stage was so surreal and I still feel like they aren't even real, to think i'll be making eye contact and touching them soon? I need medial help asap.

I (in)patiently waited on line until it was my turn to go up to them. They set it up so it was only one group at a time, blocked by a curtain so the time is really personal and not crowded. I was a little embarrassed to be alone, all of the attention was on me but I had to at least try not to be awkward.

I look down at my feet and wipe my hands that became clammy with my nervousness.

I look up and Kyle their bodyguard is signaling me that it is my turn and I can go in to see the boys. I literally stood in my spot for what seemed like an hour until I processed what he said and started to walk.

I entered the curtain and to my right were my two idols standing. They smiled as soon as they saw me and my face didn't move from the shocked position it was in.

I kept walking and planned to hug Ethan first, since he was standing on the left and was closest to where I walked in from.

He extended his arms out wide for me to get under and following his movements I connected my body with his. His grey tee smelled of cologne and I got lost in his arms. I made sure to squeeze him as tight as I could before letting go and heading towards Grayson.

He was about an inch taller and just like Ethan stuck out his arms for me to get under. I wrapped my small arms around his hard torso and barley touched my other hand around his back.

My head laid right where his heart beat and I got lost in the rhythm of each one, mesmerized at the idea that I was so close to the organ beating right under his chest that makes him who he is.

I kinda forgot that my time was short and I had to move on to the picture so I let go of Grayson with mix of sadness and shock across my face.

"What is your name?"

My mouth is too dry for talking. I nod like an idiot and then speak,

"I'm Emma".

I think it was Grayson who asked, I wasn't even paying attention because my mind was racing a mile a minute with a trillion thoughts at the same time.

"Do you have an idea for a picture?"

Ethan asked.

I looked up at him, and instantly fell in a trance with his eyes, they were a brilliant hazel.

Swirls of brown, lines of green, did it resemble honey? Speckled wood? They glistened in the camera lights, they were glossy and seemed 50 layers deep stuffed with personality, secrets, and stories. He had small dark circles under each eye, making it clear he didn't get any sleep for the past week. His nose was small, and smooth, and I wanted to trace my finger against the small bridge starting in-between his thick eyebrow to the bottom of his button nose. His cheeks were flushed red and lips were dyed a light pink. They were smooth and practically screamed "kiss me". His jawline was as sharp as I thought it was online and complimented his very defined and structured masculine body. His dark hair was perfectly imperfect on top of his head and some long pieces wrapped around his ears. The faded purple strand was hidden behind some darker pieces but was still visible.

His hair was messy, appose to Grayson's that was styled, but still neat as if a bird sculpted his nest very carefully for months.

"Uhhh yeah I was thinking we could sit on the floor?"

I was picturing the cutest photo in my head but when I tried describing it, no words seemed to come out of my mouth.

They sat on the floor with me and I sat in between the both of them, a Dolan sandwich dream.

The Camera man was holding my phone and counted down from 3.

Ethan wrapped his big arms right underneath my bra, and pulled his face next to mine so our cheeks were touching. I was sitting criss-cross-applesause and so were the boys except his position changed when he went out of his way to be closer to me. Grayson used his right arm to wrap around my waist but nothing compares to the feeling of how tight Ethan was holding me.

3,2,1, the camera clicked and the one photo I have been anticipating has been taken.

Grayson and I start standing up and Ethan grabs my wrist to stop me from moving any more.

"Wait, can you take one more photo please?"

I had no idea what Ethan was doing, but we sat back down and smiled once again for the camera.

3,2, I felt Ethan's soft lips against my flushed cheek and my smile expanded.

The second photo was taken and I turned, smiling at Ethan and his sparkling eyes. Keeping eye contact was hard but so magical. I got lost in him, feeling stranded at sea or in the middle of space.

Ethan speaking knocked me out of our stare we were both experiencing.

"I couldn't miss out on that"