Tell Me A Lie

The summer of 2012 completely changed Chloe's life. When she got in a terrible accidemt before a meet and greet, she went from being just another being the most envied girl in the world, Niall Horan's girlfriend. But having her dream come true is not as easy as she expected.


3. Stole My Heart

It was the big day. The day that had been on my mind every single second of the past week. The day that I would hopefully never forget. The day that I had to try to look better than I had ever looked, smile brighter than I had ever smiled, and act as natural as possible. I knew the boys didn't like it when fans cried, but I didn't know if I would be able to control myself when I was standing in front of the boys that I had only known from pictures and videos.

Janet and Alex convinced their parents to let us go alone to the concert and meet and greet, so we decided to give the extra ticket to our friend Kathleen. We also decided on not wearing coordinating outfits or anything like that...we didn't want to creep the boys out by looking like a gang.

After shopping and trying on dozens of things, we all chose our outfits before-hand. Alex was going to wear a tank top with blue gradient and Zayn's signature across the front. On the bottom she was going to wear white jean shorts and black gladiator sandals. We all told her that her hair would look best straightened.

Janet was going to wear her favorite shirt, it had light sequins on the front, with jean short and toms. She wanted to wear her dark hair in a ponytail. Kathleen chose a summery sun dress to compliment her light hair.

My outfit was the hardest to find. I was being very picky with everything. I didn't necessarly have a favorite member, I loved them all equally, so I didnt want to wear a shirt with a signature like Alex was going to. Eventually, a plain black flowy tank top found it's way to me. I wore a light grey bandeau underneath and a long, glittery necklace to top it off. On my feet were silver gladiators.

Hair and makeup was a stressing hour of my day. I couldn't get all of the peices to stay in place, and no matter what I did with my mascara I either had too much or too little on. It was hard to get it all to work out like i pictured in my head. I realized that it probably didn't even matter in the end because I was just another fan and Niall, Liam, Harry, Zayn, or Louis wouldn't remember me tomorrow.

My heart beat faster than the speed of light when Alex's car showed up in my driveway. This was actually happening. This was my fairytale day.
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