The Secret

The concert

If only I was like her; not caring what anyone thinks. My cousin Lizzie was up out of her seat, dancing to the one direction song playing in the background, long golden hair bobbing up and down to the beat. I sat in my seat, wishing she would sit down and act civilized. She glanced over to me watching her and grinned.

"Oh come on! Have some fun!"

She started to do the chicken dance, which made me burst out in laughter. I looked over my shoulder to see a group of girls about our age, making disgusted faces at us.

It only made me laugh harder.

"Fine." I sighed. "I'll dance."

She threw her head back, and a fit of giggles came booming from her.

"I hate you" I said while smiling.

"I love you too cuz!" She said while swishing from side to side.

We danced until the lights started to dim, and a middle aged man with dark blue eyes and thinning black hair walked on stage.

"Hello everybody!!"

The whole auditorium shook, as all of us clapped and cheered.

"Are you ready to see the one any only..." He stopped and looked out at the crowed, letting the anticipation sink in. "One direction!!"

And just then harry styles walked on stage, his green eyes like sparkling kaleidoscopes of color. He looked like he had seen many lifetimes, when in reality he had only seen a fraction. His golden brown hair glistened in the spotlight, and he had a smile stretched across his face as he chuckled.

"Wow! You guys are lovely!"

Everyone then got out of their seats, and roared. The screams pierced the arena, leaving my ears ringing.

He bit his lip, and gave us a sly smile before running off stage...

"Where is he going?" Lizzie whispered into my ear.

I looked at her and shrugged my shoulders. I turned back to the stage to see Zayn, Niall, Liam, and Louis walking behind Harry.

She turned to me and grinned, her warm chestnut colored eyes twinkling with excitement.

Harry screamed into the mic, "This song is for all of our fans here tonight! We love you!"

"One Thing" stared to blast from the stage, and the crowd jumped up at once, singing along. Lizzie and I bounced up and down, yelling the lyrics at the top of our lungs.

"Cause you've got that onnee thinnng!"

After that, they played "The Story of my Life" and "What Makes You Beautiful".

Then, I swear Harry looked at me.

I know, I know, why me? I'm pretty, but nothing extraordinary. My long dark brown hair hangs in spirals down my back, and my hazel eyes revel every emotion I'm feeling. I wear glasses, and I have a small frame. And so, I've just never been looked at like that. I've always, ever since I've remembered, been seen as a little sister. But the way Harry looked at me make me feel like the complete opposite of a little sister. It made me feel...beautiful. I laughed at myself, and realized what they were playing; "What Makes You Beautiful. "

I would have to talk to Lizzie when we got home, but for now I would dance, and enjoy the rest of the concert.

The chapters will be longer! I just thought this would be like an intro. <3