We immediately started to drive. The boys did actually fight about who's going to be sitting in the front with me, so I scolded them and forced them to sit in the back. They sighed but listened to me. I am going to be a great mum one day.
"Guys, I am pretty sure you guys aren't gay or anything. Why do you have tickets to 1D? Is it for someone else?"
As soon as I said that, Evan's face hardened and went cold. "It was originally for my girlfriend, but we broke up, a week ago." He seemed to be suffering but forced a smile at me. I patted his shoulder softly and decided it not to bring up the subject again.
We had a very awkward ride, mainly due to the fact that I brought up their past histories with girls. While I listened to One Direction's new album, Midnight Memories, they were on their phones, texting or playing games.
It was a boring and unusual ride of 30 minutes when we heard distant fangirling voices around us.
"We are here!" I screamed, but in my fangirling voice as well. They rolled their eyes and went out, but waited until I parked my car.
I brought sunglasses for disguise because I knew the concert will be a total wreck if they found out that I am heiress of the world. I just needed to play cool with Jason and Evan, and act as if I am a normal teenager that's 17. It seemed simple but I don't know.
I walked between Jason and Evan, trying to start a conversation with them. Evan was still in a boiling mood, so I turned around to Jason instead.
"So, who do you like the most in 1D?" I asked out of nowhere.
"Um, well, it has to be Niall. The blonde hair is something that I'd always wanted since middle school." He smirked while I gave him a nudge in the arm.
"Who do you like?" He asked.
"I like them all! Not choosing! But Zayn is amazayn, Liam is brilliam, Harry is extraordinharry, Louis is fabulouis, and Niall is phenomeniall!" I winked, while Evan and Jason both cracked up. I am pretty happy that I got Evan talking and laughing again. That's more like his usual self. Correction, his fucking weird usual self.
As soon as we got to the entrance, girls recognized me at once, which was a shame because they were follwing me like puppies around. Jason and Evan just walked besides me, trying to ignore the fact that girls were drooling over me. They weren't lesbos, I think they treated me like a role model or something. I think, who knows?
People were actually acting as if they forgot One Direction. Which was a pity, because I seriously wouldn't miss their show. Instead of lining up for the concert, fans were heading to me, creating a large circle around me. I looked for Jason and Evan, but they already disappeared along with the crowd. Everyone was screaming over me, shouting my name over and over again. And after 30 minutes past the concert, only a few people actually went in and all of them stayed outside.
I raised my hand for some silence. Suprisingly, everyone did shut their mouths up. I was good at this, and it does feel good to use some power.
"Guys, thanks for all the support! I am really glad but let's go watch the One Direction concert before they think something's happening. We came here for that, didn't we?" I convinced them looking around.
But, geez, that didn't work. "Sing us a song, sing us a song!" That chant started off somewhere small, and everyone by now, was repeating it over my ears. I think I am going to go deaf after this, and I swear, I am asking my parents for security now.
I sighed. "Fine, but one song, and we're going in back. Is that a deal?"
As if on cue, they screamed, as if I was an international pop star like One Direction. I started Classics by MKTO, because I am seriously obsessed with that song. Then the crowd started to sing a long with me. What enthusiasm. ;)
