Delancey's P.O.V.
We stepped off the plane and grabbed a cab to our hotel, it was a really nice place that one direction was rumored to be staying at. We checked into our rooms then headed up to start getting ready. Kaitlin curled her hair and applied foundation, lip gloss, and more mascara then usual. I flat ironed my hair and applied foundation, light lips, and my signature dark liner. We got changed into our outfits and then called another cab to take us to the concert. When we arrived at the back stage I was shocked. Girls were freaking out every where. I'm not a fangirl. Neither do I like them. So I headed to the back with Kaitlin to wait. As the crowd thinned out I saw the single most handsome guy I had ever seen, chocolate brown eyes held me captive as he spoke. " Hey, I'm Zayn, Who might you girls be?".
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Yes my brother is THE Harry Styles.
FanfictionTwo girls meet a new family at a concert in England. This story follows the first year and a half of their lives together. Rated M for language, violence, and mature content.
