Started At The Concert

When the concert began it was hard to not get pumped up. Even though I wasn't a "fangirl" I ended up jumping and dancing along with everybody else. For once I was glad that Sami ad Val sang their songs around the house all the time. I had picked up a few lyrics that I had remembered.

It was so loud in the arena. You could hardly hear yourself think. I felt Sami move so that she was near my ear. She whispered something but I couldn't hear her over the music and the screaming girls.

"WHAT!" I shouted at her. She tried repeating what she said louder but I still could' make out what she was saying.

"WHAT THE HELL DID YOU SAY I CANT FUCKING HEAR!" I yelled.

"I SAID I MIGHT FUCKING RIP YOUR THROAT OUT IF YOU DONT EVEN TO MAKE OUT WHAT I AM SAYING, I SAID I THINK I MIGHT ACTUALLY DIE!" She screamed at me, pointing to herself. I gave her a shocked look but ended up laughing. I went back to screaming the lyrics at the top of my lungs. A new song began and Sami began flipping out.

"YOU DONT UNDERSTAND YOU DONT UNDERSTAND WHAT YOU DO TO ME WHEN YOU HOLD HIS HAND!" She yelled. I joined in soon after.

"I don't care what people say when we're together. You know I wanna be the one who hold you when you sleep. I just want it to be you and I forever. I know you wanna leave. So come on baby be with me so happily." I sang.

As I sang along I seemed to lock eyes with one of them. I think his name was Louis. He shot me a wink and I blushed slightly.

"Oh my god, Mel, Louis freaking Tomlinson just winked at you!" Val screamed in my ear.

"No he wasn't. He was totally winking at me!" The girl behind me shouted. I turned around to see that she was brightly dressed with way too much make-up caked on her face. She was glaring evilly at me and I frowned.

"Yup. He was definitely looking at you. I mean who wouldn't? You look like a highlighter." I said, full of attitude. The girl gave me an evil look but otherwise ignored my comment.

"Well that escalated quickly." Val said, smirking. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I didn't like the way she looked at me." I said.

"Did you like the way Louis looked at you?" She teased me. My face burned up.

"He probably wasn't even looking at me." I scoffed and looked away. Even as the words left my mouth I couldn't help but hope that they weren't true.

And I'm not even a fan!

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