She glared around the room at all the screaming girls. Their shrieks were so annoying. Why would you want to interrupt the best concert in the world with your loudness. There was one screech in particular that just bugged the shit out of her. Then Sarah realized it was herself. She was excited okay.
She was at the One Direction concert in Rome. This was something Sarah had been waiting for her whole life. Her family lived on the outskirts of the city in a poor area. They really struggle with money after the bank failure across the country. She didn't think she would be able to go to this concert, but her best friend Cora had bought her two tickets to the November 24th show two weeks ago. They waited impatiently, but finally this night had arrived.
They both cheered and sang along on the floor in front of the stage. Cora had managed to get us to the front of the platform! Sarah was considering going phsyco and crawling up on the stage, but she decided that would be kind of weird. She had long curly brown hair and electric blue eyes, like Niall's. She had a good body and a sassy attitude. Guy were all over her, but she wasn't really interested in any of them. Her best friend was average to put it nicely, and she always looked up to Sarah.
They were trying to have a conversation over the noise while waving their arms when Sarah realized that someone had been staring at her for almost the whole concert. Guess who that someone was. You're wrong. It was Niall. How is that possible? There were thousands of people in this building and he choose her to stare at? That couldnt be true. But it was because he was pointing at her and saying, "Oi you in the white flower dress, come up here...please?"
The crowd literally parted for her as she walked to the stairs that let onstage. She could feel Cora pushing her and squealing like a fucking pig with excitment. She walked up the stairs, her bladder feeling like a sumo wrestler was sitting on it, and almost tripped. Niall ran over and helped her to the centerstage where the other boys were laughing at her terrified face.
"It's okay sweetheart" Niall said in his Irish accent
"No it isn't because this is not reality" Sarah whispered in her British accent. Let's get something straight. Sarah grew up in the UK but her family moved to Italy three years ago. She could speak fluent Italian, but the accent of her childhood stayed behind.
"No, you're just lucky because he fancied you and you happend to sit in the front row" Harry replied saucily. Sarah glared at him. Like I said, she was sassy.
"Alright well this one's for you then" Niall said. They began to sing Kiss You and he took Sarah's hand. She was worried because she thought her hands must have been clammy, but she realized he was shaking. Why would he do that? He has done loads of concerts, they can't still make him nervous. Little did she know it was because of her.
