There were only a few girls standing around the park where One Direction would be performing. They were all just sitting on the ground, looking incredibly boring on their iPhones.

We just went around to the front of a little stage that I supposed was set up for their performance. All of us sat down in the grass in front of the wood stage. Alison took out a book to read and Zoey had decided to beat her crazy high score on Little Wings on her iPhone. I took out my camera again, deciding to broaden my homework portfolio, and took some close-up shots of the little dragon flies and butterflies that were flying around by a beautiful cherry tree nearby.

It was already 11:55 when I checked the time next, and a rather large crowd was now surrounding us. We were all the way in the front of the area, so we didn't have to worry about getting pushed far back.

"Oh my gosh I am literally going to pee myself right now," I giggled, as everyone stood and began to jump all around as the band's tour bus pulled into the park. I was actually rather glad I had decided to go to the bathroom a little while before.

"Holy shit. Hol-y. Sh. It," Alison gasped out as the bus' door opened.

And out stepped the five godlike creatures.

Everyone was screaming and there were even some people crying. Flashes were brightening up the boys' faces, even further illuminating their flawlessness. The guys all flashed their brilliant smiles and waved to all of their fans as they jumped up onto the stage. I couldn't breathe and as I looked towards Zoey and Alison, they both looked a bit short of air, as well.

Liam had on some amazing fitting jeans and a gray colored button down shirt with the top three buttons undone to show his adorable birthmark on his neck. Louis' hair was adorably mussed, and he fashioned his signature striped shirt and a pair of bright red shorts and his black Toms. Niall was wearing that goddamn sexy red polo short-sleeve, and khaki pants with black sneakers. Oh gosh, and Harry looks so amazingly adorable in a blue button down shirt, with most of the top buttons undone, which was sending all of the fan girls on shriek-attacks.

And then there was Zayn. His beautiful brown eyes shined in the summer sun. His flawless darker skin looked silky and soft against the plain white tee-shirt he was wearing, with a dark, shiny black leather jacket over it, that matched amazingly with his light wash skinnies and red Vans. His hair was done up in that perfect quiff.

They were all smiling so much at everyone, but Zayn had a glazed view as he looked out over his old hometown, which was causing my heart and other organs to melt and proceed to turn into a puddle. I just wanted to reach out and touch his face; he was so close it was almost hard to comprehend.

"Before we begin, I just want to thank everyone for coming out here today! It means so much, and it's going to be great performing here for all you lovelies!" Zayn's voice was even more amazing and adorable and sexy in person. The pre-tunes of One Thing played out and everyone screamed even louder.

Yep, the whole band's voices were just really freaking beautiful.

To the music, all of the fans jumped and swayed and sang along. For a second, Zoey and Alison and I all looked at each other simultaneously, and smiled the biggest we have for a while. We joined together in a silly group hug, and then went back to staring at the beautiful men in front of us.

One Direction had played pretty much all of their songs, except one, which was coming up next because they were all taking turns to thank everyone now. Oh gosh, their accents all sound so adorable and melting-worthy, that even some other girls were in tears when it came to Zayn's little speech.

"Thank you all so much again; I loved coming back to my old hometown to sing. It's like a reminiscence of when I was little and used to come sing here for little gigs and such. But thanks again, and remember, you're all beautiful!"

The crowd screamed louder than my ears could handle when What Makes You Beautiful came on. The boys were all soon all singing and pointing out towards their audience, making as if to serenade everyone. I was already jumping to the beat and smiling to the ground while my hair swished in all directions.

But then something really strange happened.

During the whole show I usually paying all my attention to the whole band, but I would naturally look towards Zayn the most. But during this song, he looked right into my eyes. And I thought it was just going to be another star-struck moment for me, but…

Though he looked kind of oddly, though cutely, confused for the last lyrics of the final chorus, Zayn expressed his singing motions towards me, and his eyes stole mine away.

The sun was at a strange angle all of a sudden, piercing into my eyes, but I could no longer control my muscles, though I wanted to turn around and leave the spot. I was literally unable to move from where I was, staring straight into the eyes of the only one that I thought could make me the happiest.

It was like I was in another world where all emotions were validly pointed towards him. I felt like I could be anything; do anything, as long as I would have those eyes to look forward to. It was like anything is possible. And I know that that's incredibly cheesy, but so freaking true.

"You don't know you're beautiful; that's what makes you beau-ti-ful…!" He was still pointing at me when the song ended, though his band mates had just pointed straight out into the crowd. I didn't know what to do; I was rather speechless, especially when Zoey and Alison started screaming and laughing at me because they apparently were seeing everything that I was right now.

I presumed that the other guys did too, because they were all exchanging odd glances, bowing and blowing kisses when Zayn was just standing there looking somewhat like a fool. I didn't know what to think; I just looked to the ground and started clapping, and when I looked up, Zayn was mid-snapping out of whatever reverie had just captured his mind in.

Zayn blew all of his kisses and thank you's to the whole audience, and the guys all continued to wave and to sign a few last autographs on the way back to their tour bus. Before they stepped into the bus, he turned back to the crowd of screaming girls as if to look for something; our eyes met once more, as if this was a sick fairytale, adorably and shyly winked at me, and then he turned and stepped back into the black bus.

I'm pretty sure I was blushing like a complete freak, because all of the other fan girls there were looking at me as if I was a poisonous acid. Also, Zoey and Alison were screaming and laughing at me again, telling me all about what had just actually happened while I was apparently trapped in the liquidy brown multiple universes of Zayn's eyes.

Am I dreaming, or?

Harry was just finishing his solo when I saw her. The sun was shining at the most perfect angle that glared into her eyes, pronouncing the various shades of browns and greens that were visible in the light.

The adorable heart shape of her face was different from any I've ever seen, despite all of the places around the world that I had been to while on tour with the band. And the way her hair fell over her shoulders, and the bit of fringed bangs that covered over her forehead.

The dress she was wearing; it was pretty and different, and how she had matched it together with whatever colors just made it seem more adorable.

Her eyes were rather almond shaped, though she didn't look like she was of an Asian descent or something like that. There was so much emotion, and so many thoughts and dreams that would most certainly be going through a beautiful mind she must have.

I have no idea what I was even thinking about, but before I join the others on the bus, I successfully search for those eyes once more. It was like her whole figure was illuminated by that old pink cherry blossom tree that I just vaguely remember climbing on when I was just a young lad. I throw her a little wink, even though I know I'll never see that face again. But I can't help thinking about how much I want to.