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HELLO ALL. 

THIS IS MY FIRST EVER FAN FIC SO SUGGESTIONS WILL BE GREATLY APPRECIATED. 

THE NAME WAS THOUGHT OF BY SANDY! < I STOLE IT. :)

UMM... YEAH.

This story is basically just a dream I've been having and I thought I'll write 'em down.

Enough of this. Enjoy

- M x

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CHLOE'S POV

I'm here. I'm finally here. I've been waiting 17 months for this moment. 

As I walked off into the open area, I was glad when I was met with an empty site. I turned my head to face my friend Sandy. She smiled. 

"I can't believe we're here. Actually here. And they're gonna be here too. Oh my carrots! In the same room and everything. I can't breathe, Clo. I'm going to die. And I haven't even met my husbands yet." Sandy said, somehow hyperventilating, screaming, fangirling and smiling, all at the same time. 

"You're not dying. You're excited. Calm your mammories, and lets do this poo." I said winking at her.   I was just as excited but I had to hide it to look after Sandy. With us two, I was Daddy Direction. 

Sandy, Lucas and I are the only directioners in our grade. We have to fight off the directionators as a team. Sadly, Lucas didn't get tickets so it was just Sandy and I, drinking in the moment. 

As we walked up to the pre-placed barriers, I smiled the biggest smile. Directioners from all over the state are turning up now. We got here at the right time.

*8 HOURS LATER*

We've been camping out for a while now, us directioners. It's all worth though, for our boys. We've all screamed their songs. Got to know each other. Bonded over some girl with 8 bags of carrots. 

"The boys will be here shortly. Please wait orderly. Do not maul each other, or the boys. Here is One Direction!" said Pauly, interrupting my train of thought. 

Gasps broke out among the crowd. Screams, tears. I'm pretty sure one girl fainted already. 

I took in a deep breath as I grabbed Sandy's hand. 

"This is it." I said smiling. I've never been more scared or excited in my life. 

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NIALL'S POV

"Here's One Direction!" I just hear Paul say over the screaming crowd. They are loud tonight. That's always a good sign. 

Harry and Zayn walk ahead of me and into the mass of chants for them to "Marry me", "Strip" or "Kiss". Our girls are weird what can I say. 

As I step off to make my entry I hear my name being screamed out. I cringe a little. Sure, I love the enthusiam and the encouragement, but I still don't like screaming girls. What!? They scare me.

I walk up and join Harry and Zayn on the raised platform. We stand there and wave. I look over at Harry and see him smiling that winner smile. No wonder some girls faint, that boy cannot hide his charm for a second. 

I turn to see that Louis and Liam have joined our line up. I smirk and I hear a girl scream "Carrot boy!" 

"Most cheeky sign remember." Harry leans to me and says. During each show, the boys and I try to find one particular thing, like a sign or say a particular word in our speech. Playing these kind of games makes the masses of screaming girls, semi-tolerable. 

As I my eyes scan the crowd, looking for a cheeky sign, my gaze stops right down the front. 

I saw a girl. She was... She was amazing. She wasn't screaming just standing there, holding her distraught friend's hand. I laughed to myself as I thought of how much that was like Liam and I. But instantly my eyes turned back to her. As my eyes locked hers, she smiled. 

That smile. It was the best thing I have ever seen. Her big brown eyes just lit up with joy and her lips spread, showing her teeth. 

At that very moment I knew I had found my princess. 

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