So as you could probably figure out One Direction was on my brain 24/7. I didn't really have a problem with it but I could feel like my friends and family were getting annoyed with it all. But I couldn't help it. Talking about them is like word vomit, can't control it, ya know? But then again I would always say to my mom, "would you rather me be obsessed with One Direction or into like crystal meth?!" Even though it was a joke I was kind of serious. Like I'm a pretty good kid, obviously I've been to parties and Iv gotten drunk, and smoked weed before, but I was far from out of control. I'm you're average 18 year old. So she should be thankful.
Anyway my mom kind of learned to just accept it and she would always tell me if she like saw anything with One Direction on it, like notebooks, folders, games, puzzles, things like that. I totally appreciated it. But then one morning my mom gave me some news that I could not stop thinking about. I went crazy.
First of all, you should know I live in New York, unfortunately upstate, but originally from Long Island. But anyway, I knew One Direction was playing at Madison Square Garden down in the city and I wanted to go so bad. But when I found out about this it was way too late to get tickets. Well any decent tickets that is. Only thing left was like behind the stage so I figured that was kind of stupid. I want my experience to be the best, including a seat within the first couple of rows and meeting them, or even one of them. One of them being Niall that is. I was so disappointed, actually devastated. I was dying to see them live. But I figured I would just see them during the next tour and make sure I hop on getting those tickets ASAP. Me being me, all dramatic about stupid things, went on and on and on about how upset I was. I actually felt bad for my family listening to me. One morning my mom came into my room and told me her friend gets these special updates from the Times Union Center that she pays for every month. And in my head I was like uhh ok like why the fuck did you wake me up to tell me this? Turns out One Direction might be performing there, it's not even on their website! I literally jumped out of bed and screamed. I texted my best friend Mel because she like One Direction also, not as much as me, but enough to want to go to a concert. All I could think was like this could be my chance to make an impression on Niall or any of them. Because originally, like I said before, I think it would be so cool to be like best friends with them.
I waited forever to find out if they were really going to play and they were. Mel and I bought tickets, the VIP package too. This includes getting into the venue early, attending sound check, having a seat in one of the first 10 rows, and most importantly meeting one of them. Guess who I chose, NIALL, duh! And Mel thinks Harry is just so hot. And we were so lucky to get seats in the first row. Usually with my luck it would of been 10th row with tall people right in front of me. But maybe this is karma catching up with me since Iv had a rough couple of months. So I felt like I really deserved this. Mel and I were beyond excited, me obviously more. Like I was counting down the seconds. Finally, this could be my chance and the timing is just right. Next thing to do was to go shopping so we can look amazing for the show and meeting them.