Prologue

Ever wake up one day and wonder why your living? Thats me everyday! I decided to go to my room after waking up on the couch. I was watching movies last night. I dont feel comfortable with changing in my room because if I do I feel as if Im being watched. I bet that is because I have One Direction covering all my walls even on my bed! You might say I was "obsessed" with them. Im not! Girls are allowed to have feelings toward someone they have never even met, right? Of course why am I questioning myself? Well, I didnt know getting tickets and backstage passes to thier concert would change my life forever.

*at the concert*

Hey! Look over there its Harry! OMG! I try to make sure I wasn't hallucinating. When I went backstage first I saw Niall. Niall was at the snack table. Well, when I was walking down a hallway Harry ran into me. I thought I was going to faint. When he saw me he said "Stay here". I did not want to make Harry not trust me so, I waited. When I was done waiting Harry came over and says "Sorry, to keep you waiting. I just wanted to give you my phone number." I almost fangirled in front of THE Harry Styles. I sat there quietly as he wrote it down. "You want to tell me your name?" He asks. "Yes, Im Ana. Would you like my number?" "Yes!" I pull out a piece of paper and write down my number to give to him. "Call me tonight. After the concert" "Ok" I was so excited to get Harry Styles phone number! I guess it was kind of much. I go to my front row seat and watch them perform and Harry winked at me! Or am I just paranoid? Well, anyway. After the concert I go home in my Limo. Yes, I am rich. I an only rich because my parents died when I was just 17 one year before I became of age to have fun. When they died they left everything to me and I was left in foster care until two weeks ago. I now had a mansion, money. The paparazzi don't really bug me. This is probably because of everyone had forgot who my parents were even me.