Dedication to: Thrustingtomlinson because you have an awesome username and you seem awesome ~{Peachy_girl}
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Rosabella Styles. Rosabella Horan. Rosabella Payne. Rosabella Malik. Rosabella Tomlinson. I laugh at my stupid sister and look up at the TV. I hear my sister squeal and I ignore her. "OH MY GOSH!" Rosabella yells "shut up" I groan at my perky little sister.
Yes, my sister is utterly beautiful but she can be completly annoying and stupid. "I JUST SCORED ONE DIRECTION TICKETS!" Rosabella yells into her phone, she runs up the stairs, to her room. I roll my eyes. Why is everyone obssesed with them?
"Nikita! your coming with me and a few of my friends to the concert" Rosabella yells at me, running down the stairs "no" I say bluntly. "Please Nikita, mum and dad said that I need to have someone that is 18 or older there with me" she says giving me puppy eyes and I shake my head "nope."
"But mum won't let us have a lot of fun, please Kita" she pleads "fine" I cave in, not wanting to listen to her stupid whining. "Yes! go get ready!" she yells, I groan and stomp up the stairs. I walk into my room and grab a baggy, black shirt and baggy, grey sweatpants.
I take a quick shower and I grab a navy blue towel, wrapping it around my petite frame. I step out of my shower and dry my hair a bit with my white blow dryer. I throw my hair into a messy pony tail. I slip on my lacey, black bra and thong; I put on the shirt and sweatpants.
I pulled on my black socks and siler rhinstoned supras. I walk down the stairs and grab my Ray Bans. I look over to see Rosabella and her friends; Frankielyn, Callista and September. Rosabella is in a sky blue dress with silver beads at the botom of the bust, silver sandles, silver clutch and an infinity necklace that says 'directioner'.
Frankielyn has on a tight, blue skirt, a white crop top that says 'if i'm louder would you hear me', sparkly black TOMS that say 'i love one direction' and a silver clutch. Callista is wearing dip-dye short shorts, a white button-up shirt, black TOMS wedges, brown across the body purse and a necklace of a boy.
September has a red polo, beige skin tight jeans and white high-top converse that say 'one direction' and '1D'. "Frankie, Callie, Ember, Kita! Let's go!" Rosabella yells and we walk out to my new black SUV. Bella puts in her One Direction CD and the four girls start singing like crazy.
"Come on" I groan getting out of the car and the four overly-perky girls walk out after me. Rosa, Frankie, Callie and Ember all gasp when they see the five boys that are standing in front of us. I look between the boys and the girls. I give up on trying to identify the boys.
"who are they?" I whisper to Rosabella "Oh my gosh! It's like you live under a rock!" she yells throwing her hands in the air. Everybody looks over to us. "What?" I snap and they all look away. I walk away and pull out my phone. I text my friend, Jamy. The grls walk over and grab me, they pull me to a back entrance.
We wak right in and to a dressing room where i find the boys from before. "Oh... so they're One Direction?" I ask and Rosabella face palms. September hits my head, Frankielyn whacks my harm and Callista shakes her head, looking down. I rub my head and my arm and give the girls a questioning look.
"You're completly and utterly stupid" Rosabella says "that's mean" I pout and sit on the floor cross-legged, my head hung low. The door opens and a boy with brown hair and brown eyes walks in. I look away from him to a black haired boy with a few tattoos.
I look down at my wrist and trace over the small black heart that i had tattooed there. I drop my hand and look up to my sister and her friends. I stand up, but being the shorty that I am, I still have to look up at them. Rosabella is 5'9, Frankielyn is 6'0, Callista is 5'10, September is 6'1 and I'm 5'2.
