Love Hate

"Gabby hurry your ass up or we're going to be late," my best friend Jessica yelled up the stairs to me.

"Shut up I'm almost done" I yelled back at her. She can be a real bitch sometimes, but I'm a bitch most of the time so I guess I can't complain.

I walked down the stairs meeting her at the bottom of the staircase.

"Finally" she mumbled under her breath.

"Exactly why thee fuck am I coming with you to this, you know I hate them" I asked her in curiosity. "Because you love me" she smiled childishly.

We walked outside to her black range rover, her getting in the drivers seat while I sat in the passengers seat.

We were on our way to a One Direction concert. I don't even know why I agreed to this. I hate boy bands, I don't know why but there's just something that I hate about them. I especially hated One Direction and I especially hated Harry. He's just a womanizer who just uses girls for a few months then leaves them for a new girl.

***
We handed the security guard our tickets. He scanned them and let us through. There were girls screaming and crying everywhere and it was really annoying me. Yeah sure they're famous and all but they ARE just regular people.

"Oh my gosh I'm so excited" Jessica squealed when we finally got to our seats.

The horrible thing was we had front row seats that were right in front of the stage. If I would have known I would be the one going to the concert with her when I bought her these tickets I would have bought her back row seats.

"Oh my gosh what if one of the boys notice me" she squealed again. If she wasn't my best friend and there weren't so many witnesses around I would have probably killed her.

"Um well it's a possibility I mean you are gonna be right in front of their faces so..." I said like it was super obvious, because it was.

While I was talking every girl started to scream. When I looked onto the stage there were four boys onstage. I'm no genius but I do believe that there are five boys in One Direction and I know for sure one of them didn't have purple hair. Then I remembered Jessica had said something about One Direction's opening act.

"Hey isn't that 5 Seconds of Spring" I asked her. She glared at me. What'd i do wrong. "What" I asked.

"It's 5 Seconds of Summer not 5 Seconds of Spring" she scoffed at me.

"Someone's being extra defensive over their boys today" I grinned at her.

"Shhh they're about to sing" she shushed me by cupping her hand over my mouth. I stuck out my tongue licking her hand so she would remove it. She was so hypnotized by the boys she didn't even notice.

***
"Thank you so much, we love you all" I think Luke was his name said into the microphone as they walked offstage.

A few minutes later the lights dimmed, every single girl started to shriek making me plug my ears. If I hate it when one girl screams how do you think I feel when 60,000 girls are screaming at one time. It was hell.

A video of the boys played on the screen. Making them scream louder. I didn't even think it was possible for them to scream louder.

A song began to play. Then you could see the boys coming into view. Everyone screamed again, the girl on the other side of me started crying her eyes out. I wish everyone would just calm down.

They walked fully onstage and started to wave in every direction making sure they didn't miss any section. I guess their name is a lie then because they're not waving in one direction. I smiled to myself because of my little joke.

***
They were at least halfway through the show and I was thankful. I was far from enjoying myself and someone else seemed to notice.

"Why're you so upset babe" a deep slow British accent rang through the stadium. I knew he was talking to me. I just put on a fake smile and he just chuckled into the microphone. Then he turned his attention back to the concert.

"Oh my gosh Harry Fucking Styles just talked to you!!" Jessica screamed at me.

"Oh my gosh I'm going to die" I screamed like I actually cared then turned back to my expression I had before.

Throughout the concert Harry kept glancing at me smiling and making the stupidest faces. He made me smile a few times the other times I was able to hold them back. Why am I smiling at him, I hate him. Well I hate what I know about him.

"I think he has a crush on you" Jess said so only I could hear her.

"Well the feelings aren't mutual" I smiled at her.

***
The concert was finally over. This was probably the best moment of my life. I was so tired I couldn't wait to get home.

"Did you have fun" Jess asked me. "Of course... not" I answered her. "Did you have f-" I got cut off by someone talking to us.

"Excuse me miss somebody wants you two to stay back" a guy dressed in all black with huge muscles told us. I'm guessing he was a body guard.

"Really" Jess gasped. "Really" I repeated her words but mine came out more as a groan more than excitement.

"Yes, please follow me" he said. We followed him to what I'm guessing was backstage. I already knew why I was back here. Harry.

The body guard walked us to a room. He opened the doors revealing all nine of the boys that performed tonight. To think, I was just about to go home and go to sleep. Now I have to hangout with people I don't even like. Today has officially been the worst day of my life.

Notes

I'm sorry if this is terrible this is my first story