There was 30 minutes until the concert was supposed to start. We had already sat through the sound check, and we were as excited as ever. We were conveniently upgraded to a VIP package. We got to sit in this special area in the frontrow, and had the VIP necklaces on. Needless, to say we felt pretty cool. This is going to sound crazy, but seeing all these girls gawk over Liam actually makes me mad. Not mad, but extremely jealous, which is absurd because him and I are nothing, but some of them are pretty...really pretty. It just makes me think what if I'm nothing more than one of these silly fans. Maybe he just used me. Maybe I made this all up in my head. Maybe I made myself believe we were something more to try to protect myself from getting hurt. I could feel my stomach twist and tears start to fill my eyes.
Sammy looked at me and asked "what's wrong?"
"Nothing I'm just thinking." - E
"About Liam?" - S
"Yes I'm just wondering if I'm just another girl. I'm nothing special to him." - E
"You don't know that! I for one think he is being very truthful. Just give him a chance." - S
"I don't know." - E
"Fine then please just try to enjoy the concert."
I wiped the tears from my cheeks.
"You're right." I said