Stole My Heart

The boys dropped each one of us off at our houses and said that they would pick us up tomorrow at my house around 9:30. I showered when I got back and braided my hair so that it would look nice for the concert. Then I threw on a tank top and a pair of sweat pants and went to bed, setting my alarm for 6:30.

When I heard my alarm clock go off I sat there wondering if last night had all just been a dream. I grabbed my phone and sure enough Niall's number was in my contacts list. I sat there for a minute, remembering last night. Niall's hand in mine, his sparkling eyes, the way we talked and laughed, it seemed almost too good to be true.

Realizing that I had been sitting in my room for twenty minutes, I quickly ate breakfast and ran back upstairs to get ready. I probably spent an hour deciding what to wear. I finally chose some light blue skinny jeans, a red and blue plaid flannel shirt, and some light grey boots. Then I took the braids out of my hair, combed through it, and sprayed it. (It didn't look half bad)

Then I sat there staring out of my bedroom window for I don't know how long. I saw Sarah, Heather and Nina walking down my street and ran downstairs to answer the door.

I opened the door and said, "Come on in guys, take a seat!" quoting the Best Song Ever music video.

I could tell that everyone was so excited and nervous. We were all shaking in anticipation, waiting for the boys to come.

"Can you guys believe this? Because I'm not sure I do." Heather asked.

Nina just shook her head in disbelief.

"No." Sarah replied "I mean, just yesterday we were joking around talking about sneaking into their concert. But we were actually invited to the concert by One Direction.

"I know, I woke up this morning and thought it was all a dream." I said.

Just then, we heard a car pull into the driveway. A few seconds later we heard voices and the doorbell ring.

Notes

Chapter 9! Enjoy!