When we got to the stadium, I couldn't believe how many people were there. It was packed. So, the girls and I immediately ran inside. They found their seats, and I stayed behind. "What are you doing?", Ang asked.
"This contest doesn't mean as much to me as it does to all of you", I said, "I'm not going to take someone's seat who probably wants it more than I do".
"Oh, Kris", she said, "stop being so dramatic. You're probably not going to win anyway".
I shrugged and followed her to some seats. The stadium filled up in 2 minutes. The owner walked in, and everyone screamed. "Hello there", he yelled, "who's ready to meet the boys?". The screams went louder this time. Then, they walked in. Their bodyguard, Paul, was walking behind them. It was good that he was here because I'm sure some girl who probably attack them. They looked cute when they walked in. It was Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis, and of course, Harry. "Okay", the owner said after the screams died down, "let's see who won?". He put his hand in the bowl, felt around for a number, and took one out. "Seat 100, Row J". The girls frantcally looked around at their seat number.
"Are you kidding me?", I heard Ang say. I assumed she didn't win. I looked at her.
"What are you waiting for?", she asked.
"What are you talking about?".
"You won", she said, "it's your seat number. I glanced down, and sure enough, it was my seat number.
"Come on up here", the owner said making eye contact with me. I slowly got up and walked to the stage. Seriously? I won? The girls cheered, but I knew most of them were sad. Especially Ang. Everyone was dimissed, and I was told to go backstage for more information. The boys were nice. We sat down in one of their dressing rooms and talked.
"Hey, Kris", Liam said, "how are you?".
"I'm okay, I guess", I said, "Still just a little surprised".
"That's normal", Niall said, "we tend to have that effect on girls". We all laughed.
"Are you excited to spend the week with us?", Louis asked.
"Very", I said trying to sound extra excited.
Zayn laughed, "I think you're trying too hard". Harry was in the corner on his phone. I figured he'd be the rude one. During the whole time that I was talking to the boys, he never said a word to me. It was getting late, so I said goodbye to the boys. I was suppose to meet them here tomorrow at 9 sharp. I walked out to the parking lot. I assumed that my sister and Jess rode with Ang because no one was here, and they never texted me back. I drove home. After I put on my favorite pajamas, I texted Ang.
"Hey, wanna do something?".
"Nope".
"Why not? Are you busy?".
"Yep. I made up with Jason". She said she wasn't going to talk to him all day. I wonder what changed her mind. I texted Jason.
"Nice to know that you two made up! I know she can't stay mad at you". A few minutes later, my iPhone vibrated. It was Jason
"What are you talking about? She hasn't talked to me all day. She's still pissed".
What? Why would Ang lie to me? Whatever. Clearly, she didn't want to hang out with me. I wasn't going to lose any sleep over it. I put my phone down and went to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up to someone beating on the door. I glanced at my phone and saw that it was 7:50. Really? Who was up this early? I got up and ran to the door. "What?", I asked opening it with force.
"Hi", he said, "I'm Harry Styles".
"Okay", I said, "right now I just want to know why you are here right now?".
"I was told to pick you up", he said, "I figured you would need a lot of time to get ready".
"One", I said, "I was going to drive myself. Two, we don't have to leave for another hour. Three, it takes me 10 minutes to get ready".
"One", he said shaking his brown curls out of his face, "you can't drive yourself. I was told to. Two, I like to be on time. Three, excuse me for not knowing. We did just meet today".
"No", I said, "we were suppose to meet yesterday, but you were being rude, and you stayed on your phone the whole time".
"I'll explain that to you on the way", he said, "you should go get ready".
"No", I said, "I am going back to sleep. My alarm was set for 8:30. As I said before, it takes me 10 minutes to get ready. You are welcome to come in and watch tv, but I am not going anywhere besides back to my bedroom".
"Fiesty", he said, "I like that".
I rolled my eyes. He walked in and sat on the couch, and I went back upstairs and went to sleep. This was going to be a long week.
I hate the first few chapters of story. But, starting in the next chapter, the boys will be in it more! Read, and tell me what you think. (:
