Chapter 2:
I open my eyes one particular July morning and smile to myself excitedly. "Today's the day!" I
whisper to myself, and roll out of bed. I glance at my digital clock. It's only 7:30 on a Saturday morning.
Oh well, you can never have enough time to prepare for a One Direction concert! I decide that
I'd better call Casey and wake her up too, so she has enough time. I dial her number and let it
ring. And ring. And ring. Finally, she picks up. "Hello?" she says in a very sleepy voice. "GOOD
MORNING SUNSHINE IT'S TIME TO WAKE UP!" I call to her. "What the heck Lily I'm tired! I
know the concerts today but do we really have to wake up this early? I mean it's not until 6:00
tonight!" she complains. "Fine grumpy pants, just wanted to make sure you had plenty of time
to be absolutely perfect to meet one direction!" I say and then hang up. By now I've woken her
up enough to get her out of bed.
I walk over to my walk-in closet and try to decide which outfit I should wear. Over the past
few weeks, I had narrowed it down to 2: The first was Faded skinny jeans with holes, a cute
tanktop with an American flag on it, and my blue converse with a red flower scarf around my
neck. The second was some hot pink shorts, a loose Hollister shirt over a pink tanktop and flip
flops. I decide on the first outfit. I take a quick shower and put it on. Then I do my makeup and
straighten my hair. This process takes about 2 hours. Still only barely 9:30. So I go downstairs
for some breakfast. There my dad is reading the paper and munching on some Cocoa Puffs.
"Hey sweetheart" he says "Are you excited about tonight?" "AM I!" I say dramatically and
loudly. "I can hardly stand to be around myself!" We laugh together as I pop a bagel in the
toaster.
I'm so excited and impatient right now I'm pacing my floor. It's 12:30 and I've already called
Casey 4 times in the past hour to get over here but she's taking her sweet time. Finally, my
phone buzzes on the dresser and I pick it up. There's a new text from her. "I'm on my way, see
you in 5". FINALLY! I run downstairs and straight into my mom. "Casey's on her way over
now!" I tell her. "Good, we leave in about an hour." she says.
"This trip is taking FOREVER mom can't you speed up or something?" I ask my mom, trying
not to sound too whiney but at the same time, I mean, this is a One Direction concert we're
talking about, right? "We are going to get there 2 and a half hours early anyway Lilybug, so why
would you want to get there sooner? Do you want to drive through all of this traffic?" I shake
my head no, I would definitely prefer not to. "Yah Lilybug, would you?" Casey mocks, and I give
her a light punch on the arm. When we are dropped off at the stadium in Los Angeles, I am
literally jumping up and down. "I can't believe this!" I squeal. "I know!" Casey agrees and we go
get into the long line of people with tickets.
An hour and a half later, our tickets are being scanned, and a large man, which I assume is
security escorts us past a bunch of people trying to find their seats and up some steps to where
I assume is backstage. Suddenly millions of nervous butterflies fill my stomach. The questions
that entered my mind when I first got the tickets return, and I wonder if they will like me, if they will think I'm ugly, or if
they will even care at all. They have met so many people backstage, we are probably meaningless fans.
I'm just about ready to call it quits and run out of the place when the guard opens a door and
there they stand. Niall, Liam, Louis, Zayn, and…Harry. In that order. More beautiful and
handsome than, well, anything.
And I feel my knees go weak in awe of this moment.