A Little More Than A Fan

Destiny and I were the usual One Direction fans that would never have a chance with any of the boys but little did we know that would all change after one night.

"Hurry up!! I dont want to be late to the concert!!" Destiny screamed from outside my room.

We were getting ready to go to our monthly One Direction concert. We follow them all around the world no matter where we are. But this time we were in our home state of New York.

"I need to look absolutely perfect!!" I shouted back at her.

She ran up the stairs to my room. "You look gorgeous, can we go now?" A bit of sarcasm creeped into her voice.

"Alright Destiny, are you ready to go see our Future-Husband's ?!"

"I HAVE BEEN READY FOR THE LAST HALF AND HOUR!" She screeched.

We then ran down my soft white carpeted stairs into the hallway where my front door was. I grabbed the keys off the wooden carved hook that had my name engraved in it. God forbid i didn't know which keys were mine. My parents have some OCD like tendensies. We raced to the my 97' Mustang. Classy but not rich and trashy as Destiny and I always say when we describe my car. I slid into the white leather seat and checked my mirror, making sure i looked absolutely perfect for when i see Louis.

"Breath check!" Destiny screamed from the passenger seat.

"Definatly" I agreed retortly.

She blew breath in my face. It smelled of pure mint and desperation. Which was Destiny's usual breath odor. I always liked that.

"Check" I assured her.

I then blew in her face gently.

"Check" She said while nodding her head.

I put the keys in the ignition and listened to the soothing roar of the vehicle. We backed out my driveway and headed down the street to where the concert would be held.

We got there a little early. But that's better than being late I guess. Destiny had her IPod headphones in jamming to One Direction, as if we wouldn't get enough of there music tonight.

Girls' and their poor boyfriends they dragged there filled up the crowd. The whole room smelled of poor perfume and sweat. I didn't mind though, i'm used to it after all these concerts. I looked over at Destiny as she was singing along quietly to the music filling her ears. Not that i could hear her over the sound of the screaming fans, but i knew she was singing.

Destiny has a lovely voice and always has. We have been friends since, well forever. I know everything about her and i assume she knows just about as much about me. We both share the common love and fantasy for One Direction. Her dream is to marry Niall Horan, they are perfectly compatible if i do say so myself. She has taken many online quizzes to prove that, believe me. I, on the other hand, dream of marrying Louis Tomlinson. We are basically the same. We both love to have fun and be absolutely crazy, we also don't care what other people think of us as long as we are being ourselves. That is what made me fall for him.

"When is the show going to start? I mean i'm sweating a pool over here, and i cannot under any circumstances look like this when i meet the love of my life. Niall." Destiny yelled over the girls.

"I honestly have no idea. The show was supposed to start at 8:00, it's 8:26 right now." I called back.

We were in the front row. Usually we don't get front row seats but we figured since we live in this state we might as well make it special.

Then they stepped onstage. All of them. So perfect and in amazing unison. I stared at Harry as he came up to the lead mic. I could feel a slight grin come over my face as my eyes shifted back to Louis. His hair. His eyes. His smile. His personality. Everything so unbelievably perfect.

"OH MY GOD, THERE THEY ARE !!" Destiny screemed while clamping onto my forearm.

"LOOK AT NIALL, OH MY GOD!!" She continued.

As the band started singing Kiss You, i could feel someone looking at me. That's when i realized, it was Louis! I have always dreamed about this. His gaze eventually met mine and we locked eyes. Our eyes remained locked for at least a few minutes. I looked over at Destiny, who was practically drooling. And it was obvious that she was eye-stripping Niall, taking off each one of his pieces of clothing one-by-one.

"DESTINY! QUIT STRIPPING HIM!" I said giving her a slight smile.

"I CANNOT HELP IT! ASKING ME TO STOP STRIPPING HIM IN MY MIND IS LIKE SAYING TO NEVER EAT FOOD AGAIN!!" She answered with a full on smile.

Then, that's when it happened. He grabbed my hand that was laying on the smooth stage. Louis's soft touch filled my body with a tingling sensation that overwhelmed my entire body. I looked up into his eyes, together they locked. Oh how his eyes glistened, like a million raindrops just wanting to be free. He gave my hand a light tug that jolted my body back to reality. I was then being pulled onto stage. I looked back at Destiny. But she wasn't there, she was already on stage shoulder-to-shoulder with Niall. Louis kept lightly tugging until i was completely onstage. He was singing to me. His eyes peering into my soul like he was reading my thoughts. I gave him a light smile and he smiled back. His teeth shining white and magnificent. I suddenely felt something lightly fall down my cheek. And before i knew it, Louis's palm was there to wipe it away. Was i crying? No. I never cry. I haven't cried since my baby brother's funeral. But sure enough, another tear came drifting down my cheek. I didn't care though, as long as Louis was there to catch it.

"Destiny!" I shouted, searching for her on the stage through the water in my eyes.

Sure enough she had her eyes locked with Niall's as he sang Moments. They looked so perfect. Just as i had always imagined them to be.

I then looked back to Louis. He was looking out at the crowd with my fingers lightly pressed against his palm. I was so overcome with joy and excitement and fear.

Suddenly, I heard an all too familiar voice. It was Destiny. She was singing along with Niall. Every note and every key matching his perfectly. Niall notcied this too so he winked at her and gave her a light smile.

Louis looked back at me, grasping my hand tighter with each word he sang.

"You should sing along, i know you know the words." Louis whispered to me between solo's.

I started singing. As best as i could. Each word flowed out of my mouth as easy as ever, and before i knew it the concert was over and i was being pulled backstage.

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