Niall’s P.O.V.

“Who was that?” Louis yelled at me, as they approached.

“Here name is Rachel.” I responded quietly, with the feeling of confusion radiating from within.

“What’s wrong?” Liam asks me, noticing the look of confusion on my face.

“She just left.” I respond to him, “She knows who I am and she just walked away.” I say to him with a hint of disappointment on my face.

Everyone looks at me, a bit taken back by my statement.

“Maybe she doesn’t know who we are.” Zayn states.

“There is no way she does’t know who we are.” I respond raising my voice, “She was wearing a One Direction bracelet.” I say, focusing on my own wrist.

Rachel’s P.O.V.

I am walking around the hotel, making my way back to the room. I try not to think about the events that took place only moments ago, but I can’t stop myself. I really wish that I did not run away like a scared child.

“There is nothing I can do now.” I tell myself as I make my way into the room.

I walk in, everyone is still napping; tired from the drive. I was the only one that did not sleep upon our arrival. The second we drove into the hotel parking lot, excitement took over.

My mom, dad, brother, and a family friend were sound asleep on the beds, and I had nothing to; which is why I was wondering around the hotel. My mom would kill me if she knew I was out and about alone.

I am already an adult, but everyone was still very protective over me. But because they were all asleep I did not have to argue with them about it, and I decided that I was gonna go back and explore some more.

I walked back out of the room, and people were everywhere, trying to get settled into their own rooms. No doubt many of them here for the two One Direction concerts that were happening in a couple of days.

I move around the crowd, so many girls wearing One Direction shirts. I look around and sadness takes over my face. “Maybe walking away was the best thing I could do” I say to myself. There are so many beautiful girls, and instantly I know that I do not compare to the others.

My phone rings, and I am taken away from my thoughts. It’s my mom. “Where are you?” She yells at me over the phone.

I move my phone away from my ear, and I respond. “In the hotel lobby.”

There is annoyance in her voice when she says “I thought you were going to sleep, everyone else has rested.”

I quickly apologize, and tell her “I was not tired.”

She knew how excited I was to finally be there. My parents bought me tickets to the concert a year ago for my birthday, and after a year of waiting I was finally going to get to go to a One Direction concert.

She tells me “That’s fine, just come back we are getting ready to go out.”
I say “Okay.” and, I hurry back to the room.

When I walk in everyone is staring at me.

Notes

I hope everyone likes the story so far, it is my first one so not sure how it's gonna be. Let me know what you think? I would apperciate any feedback(: