Age is Just a Number, Love is Infinite

Fiahna is a twelve year old girl. She is a major directioner, and knows almost everything about them. She thinks about them all the time, she's dedicated. Finally, at the end of seventh grade her and her friends- Hanna, Allie, Elaha, and Jakelyn- got tickets to a One Direction concert! They were so excited, they made up dances to all of One Directions songs. Little did they know that would be the reason their dreams came true. What will happen? Is there any way that any of them could date a member of One Direction? Read on and find out :) xx


14. Concert for the Scrapbooks... for Some of Us

Elaha's POV

Twenty minutes. Twenty. Twenty minutes until the concert starts. Twenty minutes until my first concert. Twenty minutes until I completely live my dream. Twenty minutes away. My whole life, and only Twenty minutes left. I was walking down the hall to the stage. I had just passed Fiahna's and Hanna's dressing room. A door opened and Harry walked out, hair a mess and bags under his eyes.

"Not so hot right now, what's up?" I asked him.

"Like you could look better, not in the mood," He snapped.

"Excuse me? Don't have to be so rude; it was a joke,"

"Then you're a good actress, don't waste my time I have to go," He brushed past me.

"Whatever," I mumbled. I was still in a good mood, but why was his pants in a bunch? It bumbed me out, my good mood slowly slipping away. I walked back into my dressing room and went on my IPhone 5 to pass the time. I went on my new Twitter and 'Tweeted':

"@ElahaCforealz: Wish me luckkkkk :) first concert like ever <3 Hope this goes good" I set my phone down and looked at the clock. Ten minutes. My mood was gone already, why did what he said matter so much? It was nothing that bad, anyway. I tried to forget, and started to walk out. I saw Fiahna in the hall and walked over. We were talking, but I zoned out and have no clue what waas said. All I know was when I snapped out of it, there was one minute left. One minute to live my dream. I smiled and we walked on stage. It was so fun, the only thing that could've made it better was if I wasn't in a bad mood. I pretended nothing was wrong, and avoided Harry at all costs. At least things always get better. When harry talked to me after, I forgave him with a simple:

"Yeah, alright,"


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