Two weeks have passed and we just got out of school for the day. Once Veronica and I get to my house, we have to quickly get ready because it takes about an hour and a half to get to the concert and the gates open at 5 p.m.
"Oh my god, I'm so excited!" Veronica squeals from next to me as we are nearing our bus stop. She wouldn't stop figiting in her seat during English today because she couldn't wait. Our teacher Mrs.Tice kept asking her if she was alright and people kept giving her weird looks. Well no wonder, she was freaking out and no one knew why.
The bus stops and we get off, running to my house. We then arrive and run up the stairs, taking two steps at a time. I could hear my mom say to slow down as we ran past her in the hallway to my room. We then quickly put on our clothes and go into the bathroom where we put on our makeup. Then we fix our hair. Veronica curls hers, her hair falling in neat curls down ner back. I straighten mine and then run a brush through my hair.
"We got to go now," I say as I look at the time on my phone. Veronica follows me out of the bathroom as we look in the mirror one last time. I say goodbye to my mom as we both head out the door to my car.
"This is going to be great!" Veronica says as I pull out of the driveway and onto the road.
An hour and a half pass and we pull up at the venue. We get out of the car and head to the gates where many people are lined up to get their tickets checked so they can find their seats.
"This is going to take forever," I groan as we move ever so slowly in the line. And it looks to me that we are going to be in this line for awhile. Looking around I see parents complaining about this situation were in. They probably don't want to have to stand in line for hours as for the others too. Turning my head, I spot some people who really stick out wearing ridiculous clothing, like carrot costumes. It's 2014 people. Looking behind me I notice girls with signs, some saying "I love you Harry!!" or others "Marry me!". This is the One Direction fandom for you.
We wait in line for about and hour and it looks like we are next in line to be checked. Finally, we've been waiting for what seems longer than that while having to listen to screaming already.
"Tickets please," the man says to us as we hand him out tickets. He then takes the tickets out of our hands to scan. "Ok, your free to go," he says smiling as he hands us back our tickets.
"Wow," Veronica says in awe as we walk into the arena. "It's huge!" We both look around, the arena is very large and there are already tons of people seated so far.
"Ok, we are row 1 seat 3 and 4," I say looking at the tickets to find our seats.
We then find our way through the large mass of people, stopping when we get to the first row. It is quite loud already, even though the concert hasn't started yet because of people screaming and talking. Many minutes pass and we hear a voice through the speakers, telling us the concert will start in three minutes.
Three minutes pass which felt like eternity, and the boys come running onto the stage. Screams louder than ever are filled around the arena, making my ears hurt.
"Hello everybody!" Liam says into his microphone. "I hope you all have a great night tonight!"
The rest of the boys say something and then music soon blares out of the speakers placed all around the arena. The first solo comes along and it's Harry's. The boys follow along and join in for the chorus as the first few verses are sung.
All around us fans are singing along, jumping, screaming, and some have tears streaming down their face because of pure happiness. Happiness that the boys give each and every fan for what they do. Even if it's a small action, it brings joy to the people who care.
The concert goes on. After songs are played, they answer Twitter questions. Then back to singing a few more songs. After that it's the end of the concert, and the boys are thanking everyone for coming and that they hope to play here again some day.
As they finish, Veronica and I are able to walk backstage for the meet and greet. We are just normal girls, this is a once in a lifetime thing to actually see the worlds most famous boy band in concert and get to meet them. It feels like a dream, that I'm going to wake up in bed any minute now and wish that the whole night would have been reall, not something I dreamed about.
Minutes pass and the boys still aren't backstage yet. I don't think it's supposed to take this long. Veronica and I wait another three minutes but still no boys show up. I then see the boy's bodyguard Paul, frantically looking for something with worry on his face.
"Um, excuse me," I say to Paul. He looks at us both as we stand their patiently. "We were wondering where the boys are. We have been waiting here and they haven't showed up."
"Thats the thing, I don't know where they are." Paul replies "I looked everywhere and I can't seem to find them." he says while trying to search for the missing boy band again.
Veronica and I look at each other, sharing the same look as Paul. Worrying about the boys that have seemed to have disappeared.
"We will help look for them," Veronica says so Paul. "Is that alright? "
He nods and we both start to search for the band. We decide to spilt up so it will be easier to find them. Half an hour later and I still have to sign of them. Where could they be?
I then hear a voice coming from down the hall. It almost sounds as if someone is calling for help. I walk slowly to the voice, trying to be my quietest. As I near the voice, I hear a deep laugh come from behind me that sends chills down my spine. Before I can turn around to see who it is, I'm knocked out. Black swallowing up my vision.
Cliffhanger! I'm sorry for taking so long to update, I've been busy with school and stuff. I'm hoping to update the next chapter soon. Night!
-Ruth
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Kidnapped
FanfictionDawn Evans gets two tickets to a One Direction concert for her birthday and askes for her best friend Veronica Smith to come along. The concert goes as planned until the boys end up missing. Both girls decide to look but end up getting kidnapped alo...