You can't Reverse a Bullet from a Gun..

Rule 2: Don't Let Anyone Walk All Over You.

Kara's POV

It was just about to start. The 5 lads from The Wanted took their places on stage and the crowd began to go mental. A loud heartbeat noise passed through the room and the words 'The Wanted' flashed up on the screen behind with a loud echoing voice calling it out. 

The lights flashed on as the strange intro to All Time Low began playing. I wasn't sure what they were going to sound like live, but I had an idea. They would probably sound shit and would mime to their songs like most boybands these days - but I couldn't have been more wrong. 

When the lad with no hair began to sing, it was almost identical to the recorded track. People closer to the front began to freak out as he reached down and began touching their hands. I didn't expect them to get this much of a good reaction, but it seemed like a lot of people were in to them considering they were brand new.

There wasn't much I could do except get lost in the music like I always did at any concert. I danced like an idiot but I didn't care, Music was the greatest escape.

The final note of the song played out and the room filled even louder with screams as the youngest looking boy thanked the crowd for their amazing reaction. The extremely tall girl in front of me seemed to go mental at him talking because she began jumping up and down screaming while stepping on my fucking toe. She turned her head and looked at me without any apology, and that boiled my piss. I tapped her on the shoulder.

"You might wanna try apologising next time," I scowled at her

"Oh, I'm sorry, shortarse. I'll be more careful next time.." she laughed along with her little sidekick friend.

I wasn't going to give her the satisfaction of attempting to humiliate me, so I made my way into the bar area and ordered myself a cup of water. With extra ice might I add before returning to my spot.

"So you decided to show your face again did you?" she smirked with her hands on her hips. 

"You know, you really shouldn't say that to someone who can do this," I took the cup of water and swilled it right into her face. The thrill I got was amazing, and I just felt so proud of myself. She looked at me and gasped, her hair now thick with water and one or two cubes of ice rested on her head. 

"C'mon sophie!" She said to the girl next to her in an upset tone. I felt like I'd achieved something. It was rare that I would go to these measures, and sure I probably shouldn't have wasted my time. But she irritated me. What do people expect?

I made my way through the crowd and back into the bar sitting. The butterflies were beginning to take flight in my stomach... all I feel in my stomach is butterflies, the beautiful kind, making up for lost time, taking flight... Sorry, I do that sometimes when song lyrics relate to my situation. Anyway, I sat down on one of the vacant booths in the bar and waited for the manager of All Time Low to come out and get me. I got out my phone and scrolled through my twitter timeline while I waited

>@Maddie_Wilson< Jelous of my bestfriend @ImKaraJames seeing The Wanted tonight, fuck you! ;)

Thanks, Mad. I retweeted the tweet and then pressed the 'compose tweet' button and wrote;

>@ImKaraJames< Nervous... but also excited. I'M GONNA MEET ALL TIME LOW. Okay bye.

I became engrossed in the dramatic tweets that filled my timeline when I was suddenly distracted by a boys' voice from behind me. 

"Ah, you have the same phone as me!" The boy spoke in a strong farmer accent, so I assumed he was from Gloucester. I looked up in surprise as it turned out to be the younger looking boy from The Wanted, holding up his phone with a smile.