Hey! This is my first ever fanfic, and I'm soo excited about this. So please don't judge okay? I hope you guys like it, vote and be a fan please. I'm a huge Directioner, and I love the boys. I hope you find it good, because I worked so hard on it.
2nd October, 2012. 1.00 pm.
It wasn't funny the way Dad said it. "What do you MEAN I can't GO to the One Direction concert?!!" I cried in horror. "But... it's One Direction!! And I promised Claire and Hailey I would go! I already paid for it, and EVERYTHING. Dad, you can't do this to me!! I was going to see them all live in person for the FIRST time EVER."
"Your grades are extremely low right now. Personally, I blame this boyband you're so obsessed with all the time. If you spent more time studying and less time on the Internet, you could've gone. But I TOLD you you could only go if you kept your grades up. You broke your promise, and you have to face the consequences."
"THIS IS SOO UNFAIR!!" I screamed. "I only got a C for SPANISH. It's not like I live in Spain or we use Spanish ALL THE TIME, it's like a LANGUAGE!!"
"You promised, and that was the deal."
Tears ran down my face, and I can't believe he was doing this to me. He KNEW how much they meant to me!! "I hate you!!" I shrieked as I stormed up to my room, slamming the door hard. I shoved my earphones in and played every One Direction song I had on my iPod. It was TORTURE. I stared up at my posters and pictures of them up on my wall. I looked at my calendar with today's date circled in red ink, with huge letters screaming "ONE DIRECTION CONCERT, 8pm!!!" and the ticket I had stuck up on my corkboard.
I even had one of the closest seats to the stage, right up in front! I spent almost 800 dollars on those tickets and I was sooo looking foward to it.
Mom peeked her head in and saw me sobbing my eyes out.
"Lucy, I'm sorry. I TOLD your dad he could ground you forever as long as he let you go to this concert, but he refused to budge. I know how much they mean to you, and I'm so sorry I couldn't change his mind, love."
"At least you tried," I sniffed.
"Not hard enough. He was so strict about it, and I even said it was all my fault for letting you be on your computer constantly."
"It's NOT your fault!!" I cried in horror. I loved my mum, I really did. She was kind, lovely and totally understanding. "He SAID that? I can't BELIEVE this!! Mum, and you let him say that?? How could he?"
The reality of not going and not being able to see Liam hit me like a ton of bricks, and I began sobbing again. "I just... I can't believe he would be SO MEAN!"
"Maybe I can say something to him, make him change his mind."
I stopped her. "No, I can do it," I said, a surge of confidence. "I'll try, but if I can't... can you?" Mum nodded, and I found Dad in his study. "Dad?" I said, knocking. He looked up.
"Yes, Lucy?"
"I swear, you can lock me in my room all day the minute I get back, and I'll make sure I got an A for EVERY subject in the next test, and ground me for the rest of the year and take away my phone, whatever. I'll study really, really hard. Just please..." I said, a tear rolled down my cheek. "Let me go to this concert. Just once, please, I'm begging you Daddy. I'll do anything. I'll cry for a month if you don't let me go, or I'll sneak out. I don't care, just let me go this once and I'll never go out again."
He sighed and put his file away.
"Lucy, you have to have -"
"Consequences, I know. You can do it after the concert, Dad. Please."
"I'll let you know by 3 o'clock, OK? I need time to think this through, alright? And don't cry, love." He nods reassuringly, as if he didn't CAUSE this in the first place. I nod and I just KNOW he might let me go. He HAS to.
I flop on the bed and call Hailey.
I hear a click. "Hello?"
"Oh my god! Hailey my dad just told me I can't GO TO THE CONCERT!! He KNOWS how much they MEAN TO ME!! Oh my god, just when I had FRONT ROW TICKETS!! I can't believe he would do that to me! I hate him! I HATE HIM SO MUCH!! Just because I got a stupid C in Spanish! SPANISH!! It's not even that important, it's like a LANGUAGE!! What am I going to do?!"
There's a long pause.
"Hello? Hailey!! Are you even listening to me??"
Silence.
"I'm listening," a voice says.
I freak out. Oh my God!! It was definitely NOT Hailey! I hope it's not her brother, Matt, whose totally hot by the way. Did Matt just hear me have a total meltdown over some 'stupid boyband' like he always said?? God, how embarassing! Wait, her brother's in summer camp. I hope it's not her DAD, who's super strict and totally not happy about Hailey's obsession with One Direction.
"Hello?" he asks. He definitely sounds hot. Okay, maybe NOT her dad. Thank God.
"I... is this any possible way Hailey?" I whisper, totally mortified. I check the number real quick on my screen. Oh fuck. It isn't even her at all. "Right. Gosh, I'm so sorry. I think I'll just hang up now and not bother you any longer...."
"No it's alright. Your dad sounds totally mean. And I was never good at Spanish either. And I'm sure whoever you're going to watch is top notch."
"One Direction."
"Ahh, the boyband! Actually I heard about them. I was thinking about going."
"You... you are? You don't think they're untalented and gay?" I asked, genuinely shocked. Most guys would CRINGE at the sound of them, mostly because they're jealous! Oh no. That means he's probably gay. Only gay guys like them.
"Are you going? Do you have tickets?"
"Yeah, second row," I say, trying to keep my sniffing down so he couldn't hear it. He sounded really hot, though I wasn't sure if he was even my type.
"God, you're so lucky!"
"Thanks, but it's not like I'm going. My best friends are going, and I'll never get to see them EVER. Of course, they'll come again but it'll be YEARS. And I just HATE my dad, he KNOWS I'm obsessed with them, but he chose to torture me!!" I paused. "What's your name?"
"Liam. Yours?"
Oh God. RUB IT IN MY FACE WHY DON'T YOU. I'm in LOVE with Liam Payne.
"Lucy," I say. "Listen I gotta go. And I'll just go up and die in a corner while half the girls in town are having the time of their lives."
"Wait. If your dad decides to let you go or you manage to beg him, you wanna meet up? At the concert. We can hang out. You seem really nice."
"Thanks. Sure. But how can I tell you apart from everyone else there?"
"I'll look for you. Why don't you tell me what you're wearing. Be really specific. I'll come up to you and wink and say,' Hey babe I'm Liam'. And I'll do it in front of you."
"A pink skirt white top and a pink flower in my hair. And I'll have Liam written across my forehead."
He laughs. He's got a really sexy laugh. Oh God. "OK, I'll wait for you."
Dad pokes his head in and says, "Lucy, you can go tonight. But you're grounded for the rest of the year."
I scream and run up to my dad, hugging him. "OH THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!! I LOVE YOU DADDY!!!"
He laughs and leaves. I grab my phone and shriek into it, "I'm GOING!!!"
"I heard," he says, laughing. "See you there."
"Bye!!" I say, hanging up and running to my closet to grab my stuff. It's going to be the BEST concert EVER.
*
2nd October, 2012. 6.00pm.
I arrived by 6pm with Claire and Hailey, because Claire's mom was dropping us off. I'm looking around for Liam, even though I don't know what he looks like. I pulled out my phone and texted him, "Where are you? I'm here already."
We have two hours to blow so all of us buy some popcorn and food from one of the stalls and go in. I have my huge Liam poster rolled up under my arm, with a huge picture of him pasted on it and the words "I LOVE YOU LIAM" in neon pink.
The stands are filling up fast and we grab our seats and sit down to chat. I looked around the 6th row, where Liam said he'll be but it's all girls. Before I know it, the lights are dimming and the girls start screaming. I totally forget about others as I watched the 5 boys I adore run on stage.
"You're insecure, don't know what for... You're turning heads when you walk through the doorr.... Don't need makeup..."
I sang along on the top of my lungs and raise the poster high above my head happily. I spot Liam in the other corner of the stage away from me and I waved my arms excitedly. He waves back at me and ran over to me.
I reached out to touch his hand and he winks at me as he does. "Hey babe. I'm Liam."
I was about to scream, "I know!!" when I pause. WAIT. WAS HE LIAM?? LIKE... THE GUY I TALKED TO? ON THE PHONE? MY PHONE??? "OH MY GOD!!!!" I shriek. He smiles and nods.
Claire and Hailey grab my arm, screaming. "YOU KNOW LIAM PAYNE?!! OH MY FUCKING GOD!!!" Girls around me start screaming, thinking he was pointing at them. I'm still in shock, and my poster flops uselessly to the ground.
"HELLO??" Claire waves her hand in my face. "Earth to Lucy?"
"I.... I'm... I called the wrong number!! I tried calling you to complain after my dad said I couldn't go but I think I got the wrong number. We started talking for what, 10 minutes? He was really sweet and sympathetic. He told me he was going to meet me here!! Oh my godd..." I stammer. "I can't believe it was THE REAL LIAM PAYNE."
Suddenly a big buff security guard comes up to me.
"Are you Lucy?"
I nod eagerly. He eyes my pink flower, skirt and top. "Are you sure?? Lucy..." he checks his clipboard and rattles off my number. I nod. "Come with me." He lifts me off the barrier and brings me backstage.
I'm screaming inside. OH MY FUCKING GOD!!! I WAS BACKSTAGE!!!
He leads me to a big dressing room with bean bag chairs and a soda machine, tons of makeup and rack after rack of colorful clothes. "Wait here," he orders. He directs me to a bean bag chair, and I sit and fangirl silently.
He leaves, leaving me all alone in ONE DIRECTION's DRESSING ROOM. Holy shit. I grab my cellphone and snap a picture of the dressing room which was seriously messy. I send it to Claire and Hailey, and text them "I'm backstage!! I'm in their dressing room!!"
The loud concert music's still blaring, and I wonder what the hell I'm doing here.
A blonde lady with a clipboard comes in. "Lucy, I need you to wait here for a moment. The boys will be here in a minute."
"But the concert just started," I blurt out. "They're stopping?"
She gives me a odd look. "Their clothes change?"
I blush deeply and nod, and she offers me a Coke. I crack it open and sip it slowly. The boys run in with several other people behind them. Liam runs right over to me, his shirt drenched through with sweat. He's grinning madly.
"Hey! Sorry but I really have to run. Do you want to go back to the concert? I'm so sorry, but I thought I told Paul I wanted you AFTER the show." He rolled his eyes. "I know this is so shocking to you, gosh, I'm sorry."
"It's ... fine!" I stammer. "Yeah, maybe I should get back to the concert. Do you think it's OK if I bring my friends?"
"Yeah... urm. In fact, you'll have to check with management really." He nods at the blonde lady with the clipboard earlier. "I don't know. But... we're having an after party and I'll really like you to come with me."
I nod. Then he starts stripping right in front of me, and pulls on a shirt and I'm blushing deep red. I realize all the boys are changing too, practically NAKED. Oh my God. Fangirling moment here. The lady nods at the door and the same security guard brings me back to the concert. Claire and Hailey are screaming at me, and the boys burst back on stage with Na Na Na.