It was 8am in the morning in London at the time. All five of us were up bright and early, totally recovered from our jet lag.
Well, not totally, but so and so.
I told the other four about yesterday, without mentioning the Harry Styles thing. Yeah, like they'd believe he knocked into me, causing me to fall on my butt and didn't even offer to help me up.
Yup, I didn't think so either.
All day, I thought about him. God, he was so rude to me. People always say he's such a gentleman and a romantic sweetheart and other stuff. But yesterday? None of the following. He was downright snobbish.
After that encounter, I was reluctant to go the concert. But I still wanted to see the other's, so obviously I was going. And the other four girls would assassinate me if I didn't go with them. They'd probably drag me there!
Besides, what would I be doing in London that would be more interesting than going to their concert? I'll tell: nothing at all!
Also, did I mention we had backstage passes to meet them in person too? No? Then sorry for that. "Other girls would die to be in our shoes!" were Anne's exact words.
"Mackenzie, where are you?" I head Tori say, snapping her fingers in front of me.
I shook my head and raised my eyebrows.
"You've been in Dreamworld all day now," Cassy said. "What's wrong? Something on your mind? Tell us, we're here for you!"
"Uh ..."
There is no way I'm telling them about yesterday. Time to lie. And man, I hate lying. But I have to, if I wanna save my ass from their clutches.
"Nothing much, just remembering home!" I lied.
The looked at me, not exactly believing my words but they didn't ask more questions. Just conversed among themselves.
I got up from our table and headed to my room, searching for my purse.
Shit, it's not here! Fuck, Harry you bastard!
When he knocked me over, I must've dropped it. Shit, shit, SHIT!
This is a major problem! My money! Gone! Lost! Disappeared into thin air! I am so dead! Dead, I tell you!
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It was time for the concert and I still didn't have my wallet. I even went back to the mall to search for it. Then I checked in the lost and found to see if they had it. No such chance!
Did somebody steal it? God, if I lose my money, Mom will kill me! She has told me specifically that I can't lose my money, or she won't give me any for the next four weeks! And that has happened to me before! Let's just say, I lost it at a friend's birthday party in KFC and didn't get money for like ... I'd say four or five weeks.
I put my thoughts aside and entered the arena which was crowded with fans as far as the eye could see.
There were over a thousand. How do those boys perform in front of such a large crowd? Don't they get nervous, or something? I'd break down if you out me on a stage in front of dozens of people.
After an hour, everyone had reserved their seats. The lights dimmed and the screams began. So I'm guessing it's time for the 1D boys to shine.
They popped onto the stage from the ground and began their song.
Nice entry!
The song they sung was Best Song Ever. And that song definitely deserved it's title. It was the best song ever!
Finally, Louis' solo came.
Man, he sung while waving at me. And I swooned. God, I swooned! He waved at me! I died!!!!! OK, calm down! I have to live to fulfill my dreams! Or else, my mom will kill me even if I die! I know, crazy!
Then it was Harry's part. He sung really well for a jerk. Then he suddenly spotted me in the crowd and his eyes widened. But he shook his head and kept on singing.
Oh, so he does recognize me! Well, let's see how much you like it when I'm gonna meet you backstage. You'll definitely like that surprise!
After a few more songs, like Steal My Girl and Kiss you, (my personal favourites) the concert ended and the five of us headed backstage.
Time to meet THE Harry Styles and see how he likes to talk to me again. Man, I'm gonna enjoy this!
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We opened the door and inside were the One Direction boys themselves. All of them, from Louis the amazing Tomlinson to Harry the jerk Styles.
The boys were all doing their own things. Zayn was brushing his hair, Niall was eating, (obviously) Louis and Liam were playing video games while Harry was texting someone.
When we opened the door, all of them froze and looked at us.
"Hi, we're the one's you were expecting!" Anne said, causing them to sigh in relief.
"What, you guys thought we were here to kidnap you?" I laughed.
"You never know!" Louis replied in his sweet, amazing, British accent.
Man, I wish I could faint but I just let out a nervous laugh. Then I glanced at Harry who was gaping at me. I headed over, while the other girls discussed whatever with the other four.
"Hi, Harry!" I smiled wickedly.
"Aren't you-"
"From yesterday," I interrupted. "Yeah, I am! And I need to talk to you ..."
I grabbed him by his collar, forcing him up, out of his seat. While doing so, I made him drop his phone out of his hand.
"Alone!"
I grabbed his wrist and dragged him outside their room, leading him down the hallway till I reached the end of the corridor.
"Well?" I said, tapping my foot.
"Well?"
I sighed. Boy, was he dense. "Don't you have to say something to me?"
He still stared at me like a lost puppy. Finally, he gasped and started pulling something out of his pocket. I stared at him, totally confused. He took out a wallet and handed it to me.
Then, when I got a proper look, I saw it was mine.
"What the heck," I exclaimed, snatching it out of his hands. "I lost this yesterday! How did you ... when did you ... what?"
"Yeah, after bumping into you, I saw it on the floor and picked it up," he answered, rubbing the back of his neck with his hand. "Then I realized it must be yours', but I didn't know how to contact you, so I held onto it."
"And how did you know that you'd have a chance to give it to me today?"
"I didn't, I just hoped," he laughed. "And luckily, you came to the concert. And backstage too!"
I giggled and put it in the pocket of my jeans.
"Thanks!" I told him.
He nodded and was about to walk away, when he stopped.
"Can I get your number?"
I gaped at him.
What the fuck? Harry wants to exchange numbers with me? Eh, he wants what he wants, so he'll get what he'll get.
"Here!" I said, handing him his phone back as he returned mine.
"Mackenzie," he said, reading the contact info. "That's your name?"
I nodded and slightly blushed.
Wait, why am I blushing?
"Nice name, but I prefer calling you Mack!"
I shook my head at what he just said. "Call me whatever you want, Hazza!"
He pouted. "Never call me that!"
"Nope, I'll call you whatever I want," I smirked. "And you can do the same!"
At that, he grinned. I could tell he liked the sound of that idea. I shook my head and brushed past him, heading to 1D's dressing room.
He followed me and we both walked side by side.
Well, I guess my life just got a little twisted!
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