Forgotten memories

Chapter 5

'Here it is ma'm' The taxi driver says as we stop in front of the big concert hall.

I give him the money I found in my bag and get out of the cab, only to be met by an overwhelming screaming and talking. There is an enormous line in front of me with thousands of over excited girls, who can't wait to see the boys. My courage fades away as I suddenly realise I haven't got a ticket. Wow great move Kate.

I sigh and sit down on the first bench I see. I stare at all the girls who are able to get in. They probably deserve it more than me, after all I got a private hospital visit from the boys. I look at the bag that I threw next to me with curiosity. I haven't really looked at what's in it yet. I only grabbed the purple wallet to pay the cab driver.

I grab the bag and put it on my lap. I rummage through it and find a pair of aviators, a pinkish lipstick, some mints and of course my wallet. Damnet. Just the usual stuff. I stare at it with annoyance for a while. Suddenly a plan comes up in my mind. I quickly grab the wallet and open it. There are still 20 pounds in it and some passes.

I search through the passes and grin when I find the one I was searching for. I take it out and put the rest back in my bag. I quickly jump off the bench and walk back to the arena. The line with girls has shrunken clearly and there are only still a few girls outside smoking. I walk past them to the guard standing there.

'Ticket please,' He asks with the most bored voice.

'Eh I don't have one, but I am Harry's sister!' I say ,' Look here's my ID!'

The guard doesn't even bother to take a look at it and frowns.

'I'm sorry, but you need to have a ticket,'

Sadness comes over me, as I know this will never work. Just when I want to turn around a guard comes running over to me. He's wearing a black suit, different from the clothes the other guards are wearing.

'Kate! How good to see you again!' He exclaims with a grin on his face,' Let her through please,' He continues towards the guard, who is now looking at me with confusion. I happily shrug and walk through the small port. The other guard is now standing in front of me and puts his hand on my shoulder. Why is he this friendly? Of course, I must have already met him in my "other" life.

Then it hits me, the boys haven't told anyone about my amnesia. I silently thank them, not wanting the whole world to interfere with my personal business. I'll just have to pretend to know him. The guard is still talking, not noticing I zoned out for a moment.

'Here let me take you to the boys, they're still backstage. I have to warn you the show is about to sta-' He rambles on.

'Uh no,' I interrupt him,' it's actually kind off a surprise that I'm here, I'll just sit in the public if that's okay'

The guard frowns at me for a second and then shrugs. He mumbles something like a sure and takes me to a closed door where another guard is standing. For one second I think he's still taking me backstage but when the other guard opens the door I'm met by immense screaming from thousands of girls. I support myself to the wall next to me as the screaming makes me dizzy. May be it wasn't a very smart plan to come here.

The first guard looks at me with concern and I give him a reassuring smile before walking inside the arena. I can't see the whole room yet as I'm still walking in a lit hallway. When I walk to the end of it I'm met by the gigantic arena. It's dark but there are small lights from cell phones everywhere. It's like looking at a sky full of stars, simply beautiful. I look around me and see that I'm on the ground level, above me are multiple seat levels.

I stay at the opening, feeling like an intruder. Suddenly there's even more screaming, which I didn't even know was possible, as the boys come out of nowhere on a flying stage. They look happy as they wave at the audience. Zayn starts to sing the first notes of a song and his voice bursts through the arena. I've never heard him sing before, at least I can't remember, and I'm taken back for a moment.