Chapter Five

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 First off, I want to give a shoutout to @Grace_Coggins & @__Riley_Horan for being in my fanfic. Not only are there names super perfect, so are they! Love you guys. Xx Enjoy this chapter! Posting another on Saturday.

     "Riley. Please. Please. I am begging you. Please just come with me tonight. I will love you forever." I was literally on my knees in my room begging my best friend to come with me to the concert tonight. She wasn't a huge fan of the boys and it didn't matter to me until now. I needed her to be with me at the concert. I had promised Harry that I would go and watch him but that was before Niall expressed his feelings for me. He had thought that I had blown him off but really, I just didn't know to react. So we had been left on bad terms. 

     "You're already going to love me forever," Riley said. She was standing above me as I dramatically hugged her knees and begged. Her blonde curls sat around her slim shoulders and her silky, blue eyes pierced into mine. She had her arms crossed and maintained a serious expression but I could see a smile playing at the edges of her lips. I begged harder.

          "Oh, please Riley. I need you there. I need you to keep me sane!" I yelled.

     "But you're already insane," she mumbled. I hugged her legs even tighter and continued whispering desperate waves of "please". Finally, I heard her sigh and she uncrossed her arms. She looked down at me at raised her eyebrows. 

     "Well, are you going to let go or what?" she asked, annoyed. I smiled innocently.

     "Are you going to come with me?" I asked sweetly. She sighed again and pinched the bridge of her nose as she spoke to me.

     "Yes. I'll go." I leaped up and wrapped my arms around her neck squealing in triumph. 

     "Thank you! I love you!"

     "Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know. Now let's get ready," she said as she waved me into my closet. She sauntered back into her own room to get dressed. As I faced my closet, I realized I had nothing to wear again. Just as I was about to render myself into a cluster of complaints, Riley appeared in my doorway and threw a pile of clothes at my face.

     "Wear that," she said simply and walked back towards her room. She knew me too well. Without inspecting what she said to wear, I got dressed and looked into the mirror. She had given me high waisted jean studded shorts that came up right below my belly button. She paired it with a strapless, black top that only fell right above my belly button. So a few inches of my stomach were exposed. To top it all off, I wore a sharp white blazer. I looked down at my feet and wondered what shoes I should wear.

     "Black and white high-top converse!" Riley yelled from her room. Yes, she knew me too well. I threw on my arrow necklace and did a few touch ups with make-up and stood back to see the ending result. I was pretty satisfied.  

     Riley appeared in my doorway wearing a red dress that showed every curve she had. Her blonde curls were pinned up into an intricate piece and her eyes were surrounded with icy shadow that made her eyes scream of color. She looked amazing.

     "Whoa, you look great," I said. Her mouth dropped as I complimented her. I searched my compliment for an unintentional offense. 

     "Me? You look HOT. Oh my God, Grace. You look amazing," she exclaimed. I blushed and bit my lip.  "Well let's get out of here. Wouldn't want to miss... ONE DIRECTION!" she sarcastically screamed as she waved her hands in the air and ran out towards the car. Yeah, that's my best friend, I thought to myself and smiled.

     We got to the concert an hour early- on Harry's request - and a huge crowd had already shown up. Girls, and some boys, of all ages were standing around the ampitheatre eager and ready to see the boys perform. I caught a few words off some of the signs the fans were holding. Some said things about "gravy" others about wanting to feel the "Payne". I smiled to myself and felt a sense of pride, shame and humor wash through me. Oh how I hate and love being a Directioner. Next to me, I felt Riley grumble in disapproval. I snickered. I'm glad I convinced her to come along. 

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