Love At First Sight

Chapter 1

*Marcia’s POV*

I needed to get away. From everything. I needed to just clear my head. I decided to take a walk, hoping that would help me. I’m tired of feeling sad and depressed. I’m tired of my parents never being there for me. I’m tired of my classmates making fun of me because I’m a directioner. Yes, I love One Direction. They’re the only thing keeping me alive.

I’m going to kill myself after their concert tonight. I was able to win meet and greet passes plus front row seats off of a radio contest. I was lucky caller number 23. I can meet my idols, and die happy. I’m tired of suffering in this misery and pain.

My only friend, Olivia, was coming with me. She had no idea of my plans that would follow the concert. I wasn’t going to tell anyone. I had a note already written that I would leave on my bed after I had taken the entire bottle of pills. Pills seemed like the easiest way out. No pain involved.

Why would I want to end my own life? Well, because my life sucks. My parents are both alcoholics. Raging alcoholics, actually. They used to hit me, a lot. But now, they’re barely home. Where do they go? I’m not really sure. I just know I’m alone in my tiny house all the time. While I’m alone, I usually use that time to hurt myself. My parents always tell me how worthless I am, how they wish they never had me, how I’m a waste of life. Well, they’ll get their wish sooner than they think. I’m done with living. 17 years is enough torture. It’s time.

I checked my phone and looked at the time. I had to be at Olivia’s in a few minutes. We were going to get ready together. I walked back home and grabbed my stuff I would need, then headed to her house. She only lived a couple of blocks away, thankfully.

When I got there, I went to the front door and rang the door bell. She opened the door within seconds and squealed as she threw her arms around me in a hug. “WE’RE SEEING ONE DIRECTION. WE’RE MEETING ONE DIRECTION!” I smiled at her, a rare, real smile. I couldn’t help but smile. I was meeting the 5 boys that kept my heart beating. It didn’t really hit me yet, until Olivia brought it up. This was the perfect time to die. Hell, I’d probably be smiling in my grave after meeting them.

She grabbed my wrist and dragged me to her bedroom so we could start to get ready. I wanted to feel pretty my last day on Earth, so I was going to dress up. I picked out a gold and purple glitter top with a black pencil skirt. I wore a little long sleeved jacket to cover up my scars. The last thing I needed was for the boys to see that one of their fans slits her wrists. That was not an option.

Olivia straightened my hair for me and did my make-up. When I looked in the mirror, I was actually shocked with my reflection. I had never felt so beautiful before. I looked at my best friend and smiled with teary eyes. “You did a great job, Liv. I love everything”. She smiled at me and rolled her eyes. “Don’t you dare cry, Marcia. I worked hard on your make-up!” I just smiled at her.

After we were both ready, her mom came into her bedroom and smiled. “Are you two ready?” We both looked at her and smiled wider than ever and nodded eagerly. We were more than ready to meet our idols.

The car ride felt like an eternity. Eventually, we got to the venue. Thousands and thousands of girls were there. I had never seen so many people in my life. I could feel my heart beating faster in my chest. I was getting so close to my idols, my life.

Olivia’s mom dropped us off and we practically ran inside to find our seats after passing security. Front row. We were sitting front row at a One Direction concert. Millions of girls would kill to be in my spot right now.

I know some people don’t believe we should have “favorite” members, but Louis Tomlinson was mine. I always had a special spot for him in my heart. That hair, that smile, those eyes…he was perfect. And he would be right in front of me soon. I could feel myself shaking. The excitement was too much to handle.

Olivia looked at me and smiled. “You look happy, Marcia. So happy. I’m so glad you won these tickets. You deserve this more than anyone.” Tears formed in my eyes. I felt awful that I would be leaving her. She didn’t have a lot of friends. I had been her best friend since we were in diapers. She was the only real person I believed would miss me.

I smiled at her and nodded. “Yeah. I am happy. Thank you, Liv. For everything you’ve done for me. I love you, okay?” She smiled and gave me a hug. “I love you, too, Marcia” I smiled and help back my tears that threatened to fall.

The opening act was good, but it would be nothing compared to One Direction. The screen counted down from 60 seconds. Cute videos and facts flashed across the screen. I could feel my heart pounding like a hammer in my chest. They were so close. I screamed. I cried. I couldn’t hold it in.

The clock ticked down to 0. The screams were insane. My five boys ran out on stage and sang “We’re like na na na!”

I started to jump up and down like crazy. They were so close to me. I couldn’t believe it. How did I get this lucky?

I looked at Louis and I cried harder. He was even more gorgeous in person. He was wearing his famous out; a blue and white striped shirt and red pants. He had a huge smile on his face as he sang. He was my angel.

They all looked adorable. They were all perfect in their own ways. They all made me so happy. I would never have survived this long if it wasn’t for them. Now, I got to hear those angelic voices in person.

The sang all their songs off of Up All Night except for Taken, Stole My Heart, and Same Mistakes. But that didn’t matter. It was all perfect. They sang my favorite song; Moments. It was more emotional than I thought it would be. During the song, I could see Louis look down at the front row. His eyes caught mine for a second, but I looked away quickly, embarrassed. Why was he looking at me of all people? There are thousands of beautiful girls here. He can’t be looking at me. It was probably just my imagination…

After singing I Want in their nice dress clothes, they said their thank yous and left. Olivia and I looked at each other and smiled. It was time to finally meet them. Paul came over and we showed him our passes. He smiled at us and said “Follow me, ladies.” We couldn’t help but smile at him. Paul was really nice and sweet. He took us and a trail of other girls to wear the boys would be. We all stood in a line, and of course, we were the last ones in line.

It didn’t bother me, considering this would be my last time waiting for anything. It was really hot in the room, maybe it was nerves, but I was sweating. Paul came over and said “Here, let me take your sweater for you. Don’t want to get heat stroke.” I smiled at him and nodded. I shrugged off my jacket, not even thinking about why I wore it in the first place. I handed it to Paul and he smiled as he brought it over to a coat rack for me.

I crossed my arms and we waited for the line to pass. Again, maybe it was just my imagination, but I could have sworn Louis was looking at me, a lot. Olivia was babbling on about nonsense, I couldn’t really focus. My eyes were fixated on the five boys; especially Louis.

The line continued to move, and after what felt like forever, me and Olivia were the only fans left. I hugged all of them, holding back my tears. Niall, Zayn, Liam, Harry. Louis was the last one. He looked at me with his big, bright blue eyes. He hugged me, tighter than anyone ever had.

He moved away from the hug and took my forearms. He rubbed his thumbs over my scars and said “You’re beautiful. Please, don’t hurt yourself.” He leaned down and kissed my cheek; a feathery, lingering kiss.

He looked into my eyes. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”