The Concert [H.S]

Chapter 1

It was the morning of the concert. The wait had finally come to an end. I was suddenly nervous. "Hannah, come down stairs, Tess is here", echoed my mum from downstairs. Tess has been one of my best friends since forever... and yes, she too was coming with me to the Harry Styles concert. I ushered downstairs to see a very smiley girl and my mum dressed in her pretty pink apron. "You girls get ready, it is a big day", mum says as she waves her spatula. I smiled back.

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Tess and I had been playing his music all morning whilst we got ready. I must admit, in 2017 seeing Harry Syles, I was dressed head to toe in merchandise. However, now that I am turning 21 this year, I know it is time for a change. Literally. I am dressed in a black tube top paired with a pair of jeans and finally some cheeky converses. I keep my makeup to a minimal, and finish it off with some lip-gloss. I look over at Tess as she finishes off her last curl with her curling iron. We decide to go to the bar before the concert to celebrate, running over tonight's arrangements. We are booked at a hotel a few minutes away from 'Enmore Theatre', where he will be playing tonight.

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We finally make it to the theatre, driving past the few hundred of girls who have been here for hours. I mean, Tess and I are dedicated but not to that extent. We managed to buy dancefloor tickets. We weren't worried. Enmore was not near as large as the stadiums the band sung at together. It was finally five pm and time to go into the theatre. Screams and cries were echoing. It was as if we were a-part of a stampede. We slowly made our way onto the dancefloor, after going past the merchandise booth. Most items were all sold out. Giving up with the merchandise, we walked towards the stage, standing approximately seven rows from the front... not bad. The opening act begun at 6pm, which ended with all standers swaying their arms in sync.