The Secret

The Park

The concert ended with specks of color filling my vision, bursting from either side of the stage; confetti. The Florescent green and pink lasers above head shot to every side of the auditorium, shining light upon us. By this time, we had been here for two and a half hours! Sweat was starting to form on my forehead from all the dancing, and Lizzie stood beside me, with a huge grin glued on to her face.

"I'm going to freaking faint!" She giggled.

"That was fabulous!" I said in my best British impersonation.

We laughed together in the stuffy auditorium before joining the people crunched up at the exit.

"How are we going to get out of here?" I muttered to Lizzie.

"Let's go find Harry, and ask him for a ride home." Her eyes were wide, and she tried her best to hide the smile that was forming. "I'm being for real! Let's go!"

I swatted her arm. "Shut up!" I couldn't help but smile.

Lizzie pushed past the people in front of her, and hurriedly walked to the exit. I was small, and had a hard time keeping up with her. She was really tall, and was always one step ahead of me. I practically ran to the exit, once I realized I had lost her in the crowd of people. I muttered excuse me to everyone I bumped into, and kept my head down. I had finally made it to the exit, only to realize there was another huge crowd of people in the parking lot. I sighed to myself, and muttered curse words under my breathe. The cool air whipped past me, and sent shivers down my spine, as I continued to make my way through all the people. My hands started to shake and my head head began to pound, as I came to the realization that I had lost her. I checked my back pocket for my phone and- oh no...She took it.

I remember now. It was a quarter ways through the concert when I almost dropped it on the concrete floor, and she agreed to keep it till the end! God, what do I do now!?

I started to feel my chest tighten, and the blood started to pour at my cheeks. I'm a "worry wart" according to my aunt, so I couldn't help all the horrible scenarios I started to conjure up in my mind.

What if I was kidnapped? I couldn't defend myself.

I took a few slow steady breathes, before walking behind the massive building, where there were these beautiful flowers blossoming from the ground, in every color. It reminded me of my mom. I remember she would sit by my bed every night, even when she had the cancer, and read me fairy tales. Thumbelina was my favorite. I had always loved flowers; so graceful and enchanting. When I heard about the fairy that lived inside flowers, well, I loved it! I must have read it hundreds of times as a kid.

I felt the tears start to spill, before I could stop myself.

I was outside of a venue after a one direction concert, crying.

I looked around to make sure no one was around, and realized how quiet it was. I hadn't realized I had walked this far away from everyone.
I collapsed on the ground, and let myself cry. God, I'm stupid. I needed to get my stuff together, and find Lizzie. She would be worried by now.
I couldn't help but wallow in my self pity. I brought my feet up to my chest, and squeezed my knees. I rocked back and forth on the ground, wishing I could be stronger. Out of all times I could have a breakdown, destiny chooses now. I brought my sleeve up to my eyes, and wiped the tears.

I closed my eyes for just a minute, and when I opened them back up, the street lights hovering above me were glowing, and highlighting the dust motes circling around the warm light. I realized the sky had faded to black, and the stars were hanging like great diamonds in the sky. I turned around, and saw that there was a pard behind the venue, but it was gated in. The flowers spread from where I was sitting to as far as my eyes could see. Inside the park, there was huge oak trees, and a small sparkling pond. It sat awkwardly in the middle of the area. I wanted desperately to climb the fence, and wander throughout the park. I went into my mind, and pushed all those thoughts telling me not to do it, and I was a a stupid silly girl, into the cool depths of my mind. I would lock them in there for now. I ran towards the fence, and slid over it easily, my small legs barely skimming the cold metal. I looked out to all the beautiful trees, golden leaves spilling off the branches. Ever since my mom died, I had felt like I was a performer. I wore a new face each day, depending on which one people expected to see. Or I felt like a puppet, and people were hiding behind me, putting words into my mouth.

Right now, it was just Abby lee Graceland.

I started to walk towards the bench behind the oak tree, and stopped, when I seen the thick curly brown hair.

I rubbed my face from the crying fit earlier, and didn't know to run away or introduce myself to the boy...

Fuck it.

I sat down beside the boy, afraid to see who it was. God, I really don't want to die tonight.

I felt my heart skip a beat, as soon as I heard the British accent.

"Have you been crying?"