The limo pulls up to the arena. I look out the window and there is fangirls swarming the entrance.
I was now going to get to know what it is like to have fans.
I stare out the window in disbelief at the sight of more and more girls arriving to see the boys.
How did they know that we are going to be here day?
“Kennedy?” Liam questioned.
I took my gaze off the dedicated girls and turned my head to face him.
“Ya.” I responded.
He could sense my disbelief.
“Just stay next to one of us boys until we get inside the arena doors,” He said comfortingly.
Zayn chimes in. “And the girls are very protective of us.”
Louis chimes in as well. “Our past girlfriends will all account for that.”
Louis, Zayn, and Liam all let out a half-heartedly laugh.
Zayn continues. “So if the girls just say something to you, ignore them.”
Wow! I now am nervous.
Niall grabs my hand. Butterflies form in my stomach.
It feels great how welcoming and friendly the boys are to me.
I look up at him.
“Don’t worry! We all got your back.” He soothed.
I smiled at the thought.
The chauffeur came to Niall’s door and opened it for all of us to exit.
Niall steps out, then I do, and the rest of the boys follow.
I look past Niall and the girls are screaming the boys names, waiting eagerly for us to get to the point where they are at.
Niall turns to me and squeezes my hand. “Ready?”
I nod and he returns the nod.
Zayn and Liam come on either side of me and we all walk towards the girls.
It feels like I am the celebrity. Not them.
We make our way to the screaming girls and the boys stop to sign some autographs and take some pictures.
The boys all disperse.
I look at each boy and he looks swamped with girls.
I am suppose to stay with a boy at all times.
I look at each boy, trying to decide who would be the lucky one who gets to stand next to moi. J
I glance at Zayn, then Louis, then Liam, and then Niall.
They are all taking pictures with fans.
I turn and look at Harry.
He is signing autographs.
Of course! I would rather be tortured by a hundred Directioners, than go stand next to him.
I sigh in defeat and begrudgingly walk over and stand next to him.
He never even acknowledges my existence.
I look at some of the girls and I am receiving death glares.
I look back at Harry and he still won’t look at me.
“Hey!” I project to Harry.
He looks up from what he is signing and manages to say disinterestedly “Hey!” and looks back down and finishes signing his name.
All he has to say is Hey? Ouch!
I look back at some of the girls and they look very satisfied. Some even grin at me.
All I want is to go inside.
Finally, Harry finishes the last autograph and says good bye to the girls.
The girls all beg him to stay. He ignores them and turns to me.
“You ready?” He asks with the same tone from before.
“Yes!” I exclaim too happily.
He walks past me and I follow him toward the entrance.
I just want to get away from all this chaos and hostility.
We join the rest of the boys and walk together to the entrance.
One of the glaring girls screams. “Hey Harry! Maybe next time you should date a girl you actually like. I could be that girl!
I turn around and make my way to the bitch.
Harry yells. “Kennedy don’t!”
I ignored him and proceeded to the bitch.
The girl at me. Proud of her hostility towards me.
I just smile my best smile and jam my fist into her mouth.
She fell back stunned.
I don’t hesitate.
I start to climb over the metal fence, when Harry and Louis ran behind me and drag me off so I won’t put that bitch into the ICU.
I try to fight their grasp off of me, but it is too strong.
All I can do is give in.
I just realize that I broke the rule. Ignore them.