You Stole My Heart ღ

Like any normal teen girl, Sheyanna dreamed of the day she'd meet her favorite band, One Direction. She loved their music and of course found them all extremely attractive. When that day comes, however, Sheyanna is faced with a whole new line of problems: she has became truly and passionately in love with one of the boys. Can their romance survive the miles between their homes? Or will it burn, like the love that already is in their hearts? Find out now :)


3. Three ღ


The crowd was horrific. Girls from every direction screamed, cried, and cheered for this band. The band that I claimed as mine, that I obviously had to share with all of these other girls.

With my abundant income, I had managed a ticket at the very front of the concert hall. At the time, I was overly thrilled, because I had heard rumors that the seats were so great, you could grab a hold of WHOever and WHATever you liked that was on the stage. But oddly, I was calm. I had met Zayn, flirted heavily, and received a promise that I'd see him soon. Now, nothing seemed to matter.

The boys burst through the floor, fireworks blasting behind each of their silhouettes. Liam started off the song, like he did all the others. Niall did a dramatic jump as the chorus to "What Makes You Beautiful" started off. Louis danced around, turning a lot and giving us a nice shot of his perfect butt. Harry pretend thrusted to the crowd during his part on "Up All Night". I'm not gunna lie, all of the guys were as beautiful as I dreamt they were in person. But my eyes seemed to stay glued to Zayn. I though I'd be screaming my head off, jumping around and twirling like all the other girls. But I wasn't. I swayed to the beat, smiling continuously, and mouthed every word to every song just as the boys sang them. Just as Zayn sang them.

Our eyes seemed locked on eachother the whole concert. We were both enjoying it, that was a fact. But it was like we were the only ones here. And all the words he sang were for me.

Lights danced around as the boys got the crowd pumped. Props were brought out and Harry put on his "kitty magnet", although he preferred to use another name for it. Liam put on his Toy Story costume and made Zayn dress up as Buzz Lightyear. Cute, I thought. I loved a guy who could be totally dumb in front of millions of girls.

They sang and sang, until they got to their last album song "You Stole My Heart". All of a sudden, Liam, Harry, Niall, and Louis sat down on the extra long couch, not leaving enough room for Zayn.

        "Not cool guys," Zayn spoke into his microphone.

The guys laughed and Liam spoke. "This last song, we'd like Zayn to start it. He seems to know how to relate to it." With that, the boys clapped for Zayn to start. The whole crowd did. And I did too.

I watched as Zayn swallowed hard, and cleared his throat. His eyes scanned the whole crowd before they lastly landed on me. When he spoke, I felt shivers go up my spine. His words were for me.

        "Before I start this, I just wanna say this song is for someone special. When I first seen her, she really stole my heart. You know who you are." With that, the music began to play, and he sang. And when he finished, I had a whole new outlook on that song.

The guys cleaned up their mess and started singing random requests we shouted, probably because we demanded an encore. I was enjoying myself until I seen two body guards moving my way.

Am I too close? What did I do wrong?! My thoughts flew through the air as they neared me.

        "Ma'am?" The taller, muscular one spoke first. "We've been asked to give this to you personally. From Zayn." I looked at the key chain he was handing to me.

        "Backstage?" I gasped.

        "Report there after the concert. Mr. Malik requested you personally.

I nodded in agreement and looked up to the stage, where I seen Zayn smiling his beautiful white smile.

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