I sat up in bed. My room was freezing so I wrapped my duvet tightly around me and lay back down. I shivered and tried to go back to sleep. It was an icy cold February morning so I wrapped my duvet tightly around me and lay back down. I stared up at my posters for a minuet and rolled over, got up and started to get dressed. After about 10 minuets, mum called through my bedroom door. "Polly come on. Get up."
I moaned and death glared the door. "Mum. I am up."
Mum opened the door so I flung on the nearest baggy t-shirt. "MUM! You cant just barge in to my room!"
"I did knock Polly"
"No you didn't!" I angrily pulled my t-shirt on and went to check my phone. 102 messages...from Alisha, Izzy and Jazz...
I shrugged and didn't bother to check them. They were probably just birthday messages. I could check them later.
"Do you know what day it is Polly?" Mum walked over to me smiling.
"Yehh...its my birthday..." I rolled my eyes as mum went to hug me. "Happy Birthday darling!" Mum shouted in my ear as she hugged me and nearly squeezed the air out of my lungs. "Yes mum...haha...thanks..." I hate birthday awkwardness. When Mum finally let go of me, she gave me a disapproving look and said "But I think you've forgotten something else." What? What could've I forgotten? Its my birthday alright! I just wanna get through it in one piece. I cant be expected to be able to remember every single little......
...Oh...
I ran to my phone and scrolled through all the messages sent to me by some furious friends.
Izzy: "WHERE R U???!!!"
Jazz: "WHY ARE YOU SO LATE???!!!"
Alisha: "POLLY WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING???!!!"
I ran and flung open my wardrobe and threw on my new jumper, some leggings and boots. *HOW COULD'VE I FORGOTTEN THAT I WAS GOING TO THE CONCERT TODAY? OH MY GOD THEY'RE GONNA KILL ME!* That thought was going through my head every minuet as I hurriedly put on my make up and straightened my hair. I got out the house in record time and mum drove me to the train station just as the train arrive. I was met by an angry Alisha, Jazz and Izzy.
"Come on Polly! Where the hell have you been?!" cried Alisha as she grabbed my arm and dragged me onto the train. I shouted goodbye to my mum and as the train pulled away from the platform, I was stared at by three severely pissed off people.
"How could you have been late? We would've had to get on the train without you ya know!"
I looked at the floor. "I forgot. I'm so so sorry!" I mumbled.
Alisha and Izzy shook her heads and sighed whilst Jazz just glared at me. Eventually they forgave me and the excitement of the concert started going to our heads like the effect of some weird 1D drug.
Alisha and Izzy were singing along really loudly to kiss you whilst me and Jazz just did awkward dance moves....which caught the attention and disapproving looks of a few old people.
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The train came to a stop and we got off at the train station in Manchester. We could hardly contain the exitement we had bottled up. If we let our exitement out, we probably would've been arrested for going totally mental in a public place. We got to the concert at 3:30 but there was already a huge crowd outside. We made our way to the edge of the crowd and tried to get as close to the doors as possible. It was a failed attempt. The crowd was getting bigger every minuet and suddenly it was too cramped to even take a step. There were so many people were barging through to get close to the doors, we were getting pushed further and further to the back. Suddenly, a wave of people crashed into us causing Jazz to fall backwards into someone. The boy stumbled and Jazz crashed to the floor. "Woah girl! You need to be more careful! You nearly knocked me over." His American accent was so attractive that Jazz was instantly intrigued. The boy bent down slightly, reached out, grabbed her hand and pulled her to her feet . She turned and looked up into his face. His bright greeny-blue eyes lit up and he gave Jazz a cheeky smile. Jazz blushed. "Hahah yeah I'm sorry." He let go of her hand and she instantly put her hands into the pockets on her jacket.
"And you are...?"
"Sorry, you must think I'm such a weirdo grabbing your hand like that." He smiled again and spoke softly "My name's Connor."
"Hey Connor. I'm Jasmine." She said smiling at him. Connor blushed and looked to the ground to stop Jazz from noticing.
"So...why are you at a One Direction concert?" Jazz asked curiously.
"Oh I'm here with my girlfriend." Connor said smiling.
"Ohhh okay..." Jazz said and turned around to walk away.
"Awww don't worry Jazzy, I was only joking!" He said laughing. "I just love 1D's music." Jazz spun round and walked back to him. "Ahaha you had me worried there for a minuet. Not many guy Directioners about though. That's really cute." Jazz said grinning and Connor once again blushed. He reached up and ran his hand over his hair so he could show off his biceps. Jazz could see then through his hoody. Jazz had sort of gone into a trance, just gazing at his arms. Izzy laughed "Jazz come over here!" Jazz turned around and glared at Izzy before turning back to Connor. "So...you with them?" Connor tilted his head in our direction and looked over at us. "Yeah they're my friends. You can come over if you like." Connor shyly nodded and followed Jazz as she walked over to us. "Guys this is Connor. He's a Directioner too."
"OOOOOOH" we all said as if it was the most amazing thing ever. Well, guy Directioners are very hard to find.
"Errr...hi guys." He smiled and I think all of us just melted but Jazz gave us all the *don't go near him, he's mine* kind of look so we just silently fangirled. We all got chatting and time went by so quickly. Jazz and Connor kept flirting and laughing loudly which was quite awkward. Connor put his arm around Jazz's waist and Jazz blushed again. "So, you from round here?" Jazz asked. "Oh no I'm from America...as you've probably guessed."
"Actually no. We never would've guessed." Alisha said sarcastically. Jazz elbowed Alisha. "I wanted to come here for a holiday but since One Direction were gonna be performing here in Manchester, then I thought, well why not?"
Izzy grinned. "True that. But why didn't you just go and see them in London or somewhere else?" Connor smiled. "Well I thought Manchester sounded cool. Never been to Manchester anyway. It's...different."
"Yeahh sort of...I wouldn't really call it different though." I said looking around. "Yeah Britain is nothing like America. There are some really pretty girls here!" He glanced at Jazz who was smiling non stop. *cuteness, sick making, lovey-dovey overload*
"How long are you staying in Manchester?" Asked Alisha.
"Oh only another couple of days. Onto Leeds next."
"Great." I said. "We all live near there."
"Wow...Well I'm expecting you guys to give me a tour."
Jazz looked down at her phone. "I guess we'll be going in, in a minuet..." Jazz paused and looked at the ground. "So if I don't see you again tonight..." Connor went in his bag and took out his phone. "Yeah sure!" He grinned and they both swapped numbers.
