*Dylan’s POV*
“Dylan! Get your butt down here! We’re gonna be late!” Morgan called up the staircase. I double checked my outfit, grabbed my purse and ran down the stairs.
“Let’s go!” I told Morgan. She grinned and ushered me out the door. Our other friend, Phoebe, was waiting for us in her car.
“We’re gonna meet our future husbands,” Morgan sang as we pulled out of my driveway.
Oh sorry! I’m being rude. I should probably introduce myself. My name is Dylan Bemus and I’m from Colorado Springs, Colorado. I’m 17 years old and I just finished my senior year of high school and am heading off to UCLA in the fall. I’m a HUGE Directioner. I have been a fan of the boys since the X-Factor and always will be. Anyways, I’m going to a One Direction concert right now! I’ve never been so excited!
We blasted the Up All Night CD and sang at the top of our lungs all the way to the venue, earning our fair share of strange looks when we stopped at the stop lights. Like we cared. We were in hysterics by the time we finally reached the venue and got in line.
“You guys are so lucky you got seats together,” I told them, pouting. “Oh Dee, don’t be sad. You’ll find someone else to fangirl with, trust me.” Phoebe said, giving me a one armed hug. Morgan nodded in agreement.
Yeah, they got seats together and I didn’t. My seats were better than theirs but it still would have been nice to sit with them.
We chatted and fangirled about 1D for what seemed like an eternity(but was probably only 5 minutes) until we reached the front of the line. I bid Phoebe and Morgan goodbye and went to find my own seat. I had just found it when the intro music started playing. Like what any normal person would do, I jumped up and started screaming my head off. The girl next to me grabbed my hand and held it tightly. Looks like I found my fangirling buddy.
She had dark brown hair and eyes and freckles dotted her pale skin. She was quite pretty and looked like she was my age. She looked up at me and grinned.
“I’m Kaylee.” She said.
“Dylan,” I replied. “So, my friends kinda got different seats than me. Mind if I fangirl with you?”
*Kaylee’s POV*
“Dylan,” She replied. “So, my friends kinda got different seats than me. Mind if I fangirl with you?”
I laughed. “No problem. Same thing happened to me actually. I was about to ask you the same thing.”
Dylan grinned, her light green eyes twinkling. “Awesome!” she said.
We both returned our attention to the big screen and resumed our screaming. Tonight was gonna be epic.
*****
“That was probably the best moment of my life.” Dylan said, getting up. I nodded in agreement. We both couldn’t stop smiling! We had so much fun together!
The concert had been filled with a lot of hugging, screaming, crying, and jumping up and down. Niall even jumped off the stage right by us! It was heavenly.
Dylan linked arms with me as we entered the lobby. It’s amazing how close to someone you get after you fangirl with them.
“I think I got a hole in my Tom.” She said, leaning down to inspect her shoe. I laughed and just shook my head.
Dylan pulled out her phone and checked her text messages. Her brow wrinkled in confusion.
“Phoebe and Morgan say that their going around back to try to meet the boys.” She told me. I quickly checked my phone.
“Huh, that’s funny. Emelia and Maya said the same thing.” I said. Emelia and Maya were the friends that I originally came with to the concert. “I wonder if they sat together. Let’s go find them!”
“And maybe we can meet the boys too!” Dylan said, laughing. We both knew that would never happen.
“C’mon, let’s go!” I said, pivoting on my heel towards the back entrance. I heard Dylan laughing as she followed me.
“You sure?” she asked. “Positive.” I replied.
I pushed open the door and walked a little bit farther out, then stopped, causing Dylan to run into me.
“Why did you stop?” She asked.
“Looking for security. It seems a bit too relaxed.” I replied.
“It does,” She agreed. “Oh well.”
“Emelia! Maya!” I called. “Where are you?”
“Phoebe? Morgan?” Dylan called, cupping her hands around the side of her mouth.
I kept walking, then stopped and turned to the side, putting my hands on my hips. “Emelia! Maya! This isn’t funny!”
*Dylan’s POV*
“Phoebe!” I repeated. “Morgan!”
“Emelia! Maya! This isn’t funny!” Kaylee said, putting her hands on her hips.
I walked up next to her and sighed. “Where do you think they are?” I asked.
Kaylee raised her palms in the air. “I have no idea.”
Next thing I knew, a door swung out and hit Kaylee in the head. She crumbled down on the asphalt.
“Kaylee!” I shrieked, kneeling down next to her. I cupped her cheeks in my hands. “Kaylee?” I asked, lightly slapping her cheek. She was out cold. I brushed away a few hairs at her temple to look at where the door hit her. “Great.” I muttered to myself. “She’s gonna need stiches.”
“Seriously?” A British accent said. “Oh shit.”
I looked up and saw Harry Styles staring right back at me.
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