Curly Hair and Skinny Jeans

Chapter 1- The Concert

"We're on in 3...2....go go you're on !"

"Hello New Jersey, we are One Direction !"

The sound of screaming teens, floppy paper signs and posters, and of course the thuds of clean sneakers walking across the stained wooden stage filled the Prudential Center. I look up at them: One Direction. I wasn't a big fan of them until recently, my friend Skylar had gotten me to like them. She quizzed me on their names, things they like, and of course their looks and styles. Infront of me had been that Style, Harry Styles. Skylar had become obsessed with him although she never wanted to admit it. But he was there, right in front of us.

Beside me was Skylar, she invited me to come with her to the concert because when she won tickets and a backstage pass to the One Directioon concert over the phone with the radio station 92.3 NOW, i was right there with her happy as can be. And right now she had on her 1D fan shirt, a corney sign waved high in the air in front row, and her 1D Vans on her perfectly manicured feet. And there I was, in a white crop top, faded skinny jeans, and chesnut Uggs just watching the show...barely even knowing the words to their mushy, boy-band romantic songs. From where we were standing I could see Louis Tomlinson all the way to the left of the stage, next was Liam Payne who i learned has a turtle with a missing leg...weird, in the middle was Skylar's love Harry Styles, Next was Niall Horan, the only blonde of the group who looked the most innocent, and all the way to the far right was Zayn Malik with his steep black hair standing tall with him on stage. Skylar and i was in the middle if the arena, across from Harry and close to Liam and Niall.

I smiled looking at them all, enjoying myself at the concert. Then i realized Harry winked at me. I thought i was dreaming. I frantically looked around and then looked back at the concert. Flashing lights and Strobe lights accompanied the finale of the show.

"Goodnight everybody !" was screamed by the five boys in their British and Irish accents as they left the stage, walking through a tunnel leading backstage; to where Skylar and I was headed in a few short moments.

"Come on ladies, time for you to meet the band." A woman from the radio station 92.3 told us. Skylar had grabbed my arm and hadn't let go since the instructions given to us about meeting the boys. I was excited because who wouldn't want to meet famous people, ofcourse cute ones..that's every 18year-old girl's dream, but poor Skylar looked like she was going to have a heart attack.

"Cam, can you believe this ! We're actually going to meet them ! We're going to meet One Freaking Direction ! Ahh !"

"Yea, Skylar this is pretty cool, haha maybe Harry will like you." I replied jokingly, but i guess i wasn't clear enough on the joke part...

"Cam ! you really think so ! Oh my god how's my hair, is my makeup running ? God Cam maybe we'll go out !" How was I even suppossed to resopnd ? 'It's never gonna happen Sky, I was kidding, you'd never have a chance with a famous person.' She wouldn't take it well, her spoiled mind-set was fragile and she expected that she could have anything, including Harry Styles...but really no one could, only someone famous could have a celebrity.

This was it, We were at the backstage doors, behind them would reveal what would happen next. Would Skylar and Harry really hit it off ? Would i just be that awkward girl, just standing there because im no where close to being a fangirl. Oh god, This should be interesting.