Chapter 3:

You Voted: *TIE! Between B and C* (You'll see what happens)

Molly wasn't upset because she was scared to go to the concert alone…she was upset because she wanted to spend time with me.

We never really did anything together because of our different personalities. I thought it was time that we had some bonding time, so I offered to take her shopping or go to the cinema but she insisted for me to take her to this silly concert.

Even though all her friends wanted her to go with them, she declined. I felt so bad.

I decided to go and find the toilets before I sat down and waited for the concert to end.

I went through to the Arenas lounge/waiting room but I was unable to find the boy and girl bathroom symbol. I decided to check if it was behind one of the many black doors in the room. There was one with a silver pin code lock on the handle. I could see the door wasn't fully shut but, pushed up against the wall.

I carefully pulled it open ajar, and then quickly jumped back expecting a deafening alarm to go off.

Nothing happened. I looked around wondering if anyone was looking, but everyone was minding their own business.

I crept around the door now BUSTING to use the loo. I had to find one fast. But there was only a long flight of stairs. I ran up them skipping two at a time, but trying not to trip over my dress.

No success. Only more doors. I could hear the concert beginning. Ed Sheeran was opening singing his hit song 'Lego House.'

'There's gotta be a bathroom around here somewhere!'

I yanked the nearest door open, and a huge gust of cold air hit me. It was the most beautiful sight I has ever seen! It was a balcony overlooking the city below and the sun had just been setting.

The only thing that ruined this scene was the loud girls screaming from the concert inside and the odd smell of smoke.

I stepped out onto terrace and rested my arms on the railings embracing the atmosphere, as the wind whipped my hair and dress.

"What the HELL are you doing up here?"

"AHHHHHHH" I screamed and jumped back in fright. I looked to my right and there was a (very sexy looking) boy standing next to me hunched over the balcony edge holding a cigarette and expressing worried. He had black upswept hair and twinkling hazel eyes.

"I-I-I sorry-um-I was just looking for the restroom; do you know where I can find one?" I said quickly

He looked confused, "the restroom?" he had a strong British accent

"Yeah. So sorry to bother you."

"But…well shouldn't you be at the concert? It's already started. The closest toilets are just before the entrance of the lounge room from what I remember." He butted his cigarette on the railing then flicked it off the side in one swift movement.

"Oh-my-gosh, thank you I've been busting to go! Ha-ha well funny story…I kind of left my concert tickets at home, I'm meant to be with my sister in the concert right now, but she had to go alone thanks to me. She's never going to forgive me… But don't worry I didn't even want to go to this cheesy One Direction concert anyway."

His concerned look turned into a super cute side smirk. "Cheesy, eh?"

"Yeah… No offence! If you're a fan?…" I added

He laughed.

*sigh* "I have no idea how I'm ever going to make it up to her… look, I'm sorry you probably don't care, I'm wasting your time."

I turned around in a hurry and stared heading quickly out the door.

"WAIT!" he outstretched his arm towards my shoulder then pulled me back. "I think I know how you can make it up to your sister."

"You do?" my face brightened up with hope.

"Yeah…leave it up to me. Can I get your number?"

"Yeah sure I…" I started unzipping my purse to get out a piece of paper, then froze and looked up at the boy raising one eyebrow.

"Is this some way of hitting on me?" I teased.

His eyes were twinkling as he smiled and replied, "Nope…but if it's working then...possibly"

We both laughed and for a few seconds we had an eye contact moment. His city lights reflected off his eyes. It was beautiful. I clutched the netted silk of my dress in one of my hands. I was kind 'a glad I was wearing it, it somehow… gave me more confidence plus It looked lovely against the evening sky.

"uhhhh-my number." I broke our eye connection. I grabbed a piece of paper and scribbled down my digits then handed it to him.

"Here you go. Are you sure you can help?"

"Trust me."

"Thank you so much-well call me-you know if you want to-maybe." Nice going (Y/N) that sounded really lame. I was never good at flirting.

"Bye."

"I will Ha-ha.C-ya" he laughed.

I walked casually out the door but as soon as I was out of sight I skipped and did a little dance swinging my dress around and around in circles. Blushing like mad, I went down the stairs, feeling like a princess walking down a grand staircase then waltzed into the waiting room, forgetting all about my urgency to pee.