Carmen's POV:
I didn't want to go to ANY stupid boy band concerts. I understand, as being a girl, and having best friends, means you have to "bond." But, we could go shopping? Out to eat? Or out to a bar. But no, a One Direction concert is where my friend and I have "bonding" time together. Crazy right? I thought so.

Let me introduce myself, I am Carmen Moyer. I am currently eighteen, and I am the head manager at T.J Maxx. Yeah, big money right? Not. I also work at a cafe called, West in East. (A/N: made cafe's name up.) I have the "perfect family," a mother and a father. I am an only child, therefore I was, and am, still kind of spoiled. I went to a private all girls' school. I have had a boyfriend, and my first kiss. Only have sex twice, and was just recently engaged to some prick, Richard Hough, a real dick name isn't it? I live with my best friend, Grace Kinkly, known her since sixth grade. And yet, she is the one who dragged me here. Along with two other girls, Bryslei Young and Heather Fibb. But, here I am. At a One Direction. Including, five million in my ear screaming. Let me tell you what, this could not get any better. And just when I thought that, the one and only, Harry Styles pointed me out. Calling the other four my way. To not just talk to me but, to sing to me. GREAT. Now, the girls are NEVER going to let me live this down.

I wanna stay up all night
Jump around until we see the sun
I wanna stay up all night and find a girl
and tell her she's the one

I just laughed, and sat down. They just REALLY did a number on that on, didn't they? Towards the end, Harry looked over at me, and mouthed "Don't sneak out on me." I just rolled my eyes, listened to their last song, and turned around, and towards the exit I went.

Of coarse, there are crazy girls running everywhere. So I walked with my group a different way. "Can't go this way, it's a died end." Right when Grace said that, a security guard started to yell at us, we looked at him, and ran. I started to look for a way to go, when I saw a hallway to the right, I took it. Looked behind me, and all three girls were right there. I looked a head of me, and I ran into something hard. Which caused me to fall, someone picked me up and sat me on the couch. I opened my eyes, and it was the one and only, Harry Styles.

"I'm Harry, and you are?" He said with his signature smirk, I knew all he wanted to do was to get into my pants. I can't stand guys that only want that one thing. Gets old, don't it? "I'm Carmen." Sweet and simple. Straight to the point. Just as he was about to say something, the girls came running in, "OH! MY! GOD! You're so cute. Wait, HURRY! Hide us somewhere!!" He opened his closet door and we all hopped there. Just, when he closed the door, the security came in, "Harry, have you seen any crazed fans??" He looked at the closet, with a smirk on his face. My heart dropped, he was going to say something, I thought. He looked back up to the guard, "Nope, no crazed fans in here, Paul!" Paul, the security guard, nodded his head, and walked out.

Harry closed his door, and locked it. Walked over to the closet, and opened it, letting us out. I was the last one out, and he shut the door, and took a seat on the couch.
"So, what brought you guys here?" He said looking at me.
Grace answered, "Well, it's a girls night and we wanted to go to a concert. You're little boy band was the only thing going on here, so we thought we would come..."
There was an awkward silence, and then Grace spoke again.
"I enjoyed it though, even the little blonde Irish guy."
She was looking at the ground, with a smirk on her face.
"Well, there is an after party. The blonde Irish guy, Niall, will be there along with Zayn, Liam, and Louis. Plus myself. Wanna come?" Harry said looking at us girls.
Everyone, expect me, all said yes. Everyone looked at me with a weird face.
"I don't know, I figured we would go to the club all together, like we normally do." I said looking flustered.
I don't want to be with Harry, nor anyone else.
"Please Carmen, just one night. We'll do whatever you want to do next weekend. Just pleaseeee, I'll love you forever!" Grace, and the girls whined.
"FINE! But, next weekend, we are going to see Imagine Dragons, and going to the club. NO MORE BOY BANDS!" I say, in defeat.
I can tell the last thing I said hurt Harry a bit. But, I was serious.
"OK, well you guys are all dressed for a party. So, I'll change, and we'll head out."
With that, Harry walked to the changing room's bathroom, and after ten minutes, he came out. And may I say, he looked breath taking. This night, I can already tell. we going to be a good night, with some stupid choices. We got into his car, and off to the after party in no time.

Notes

That was chapter one.
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