Just An Idiot ~Liam Payne~ *TEMPORARY HIATUS*

You know what people say about Love Hate Relationships? Yeah, well, they're true. You fight like a married couple, yet find yourself making up both apologizing. It's a stupid thing actually. The funniest part was, it started with an accidental kiss.


4. Chapter 3

The terribly long ride was over, thankfully. But, I was still haunted by the thought that I was going to be in a 100 foot radius of them. I didn't like the idea at all. At this point, I don't care if they're eye candy. I just want to leave this place.


I shut the door to my car and fast walked, trying to catch up with Sarah as she ran to the stadium as fast as her legs could take her. If you haven't noticed her adrenaline was pumping way more than usual.


"Slow down!" I yelled after her. She slowed her pace by only a fraction. 

"No, you need to hurry!" She began running like the wind yet again, this time she didn't even bother to give me the chance to try to catch up. 


I finally gave up my chase after her, not really caring at this point if she got hit by a car or something. Knowing her, she'd probably get up and start running/limping again saying how great an experience it was to get hit by an actual car while trying to watch her favorite band in the whole world. If she didn't do that, well, that means she probably died. Not saying that I wouldn't mind or anything. Even if it was a somewhat decent thought for me.




"Hurry our seats are this way!" Sarah squealed as she tugged on my arm trying to pull me through all the girls screaming and fangirling.


As we got to our seats, I immediately sat down. My eyes wandered around the large stadium, my ears popping from the loud screams and squeals coming from almost all the individuals in the area around me. I stared at a few overly extreme looking girls, wondering what their parents must think of them. 


Realization dawned on me as I kept seeing girls who had almost every inch of them covered with One Direction merchandise, even their shoes. My eyes flicked to take a glance at my younger sister, then back at the girls surrounding her in conversation. Compared to these girls Sarah actually seemed normal.


I shuddered at the thought. Sarah? Normal? I thought I'd never see the day! But, oh no, I saw it alright. She was normal enough at this point that I was actually proud to call her my sister. She had normal clothes on with the exception of her One Direction bracelets and T-shirt.


I suddenly got a feeling. A feeling that I should take cover in a second. And I was right. 


Screams erupted from each girl, including my sister, as five figures jumped on the stage and started singing the words, "We're Like Na Na Na." I stood to my feet as my sister shoved a camera in my face. If you want to know, she was forcing me to video tape the whole entire concert with her new camera. This was the only reason she wanted one. Just so she could do all this stuff with it. 


The concert began and soon enough I found myself being pushed as girls around me jumped up and down in excitement. It was actually pretty amusing to watch. They were getting so worked up over some boys who probably were just trying to copy N'Sync, or Backstreet Boys. Maybe even The Beatles.


One word to describe the concert so far? Well, I don't have one. So I'll just say.


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