Let Me Be Your Salvation

Tess was just a normal girl, excited to meet her favorite band. She was depressed. No one would ever love her. Or so she thought. That all changed once she met the band, One Direction.

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2. Meeting the Band.

It was finally time to leave for the concert. I threw on a white shirt, with black skinny jeans, and white vans. Along with my trusty purple beanie. My mom drove me over to Ledine's, and we picked her up, then made our way to the concert. Ledine and I could barely hold in our excitement. Once we were there, and finally found a parking lot, we took our spot behind the million or so other screaming girls. After the concert, it was finally time to meet THEM. I had a CD that I wanted them to sign. Hopefully they would. Ledine suddenly grabbed my arm so tight, I thought it was going to fall off. Behind us we heard, "Ladies, this way." And a burly man took us backstage. And there they sat. Beautiful as ever. I walked over, suddenly so nervous. "H-Hi." I stuttered. Harry, my favorite, looked at me and smiled. I swore I was going to melt. "Hey, how's it going?" He said in that deep voice of his. "I'm Harry, but I'm sure you knew that already. And you are?" I quickly searched for words. I was not going to embarrass myself in front of him. "Tess. I'm Tess." I smiled. "Lovely name." He looked down at my wrists, then tilted his head. I tried to hide them. "Are those...?" He reached out and grabbed my hand, getting a better look at my cuts. "Tess... why?" He pulled me into a hug. "You're beautiful, please stop." He whispered into my hair. That was it. I wrapped my arms around him and cried into his chest. He held me there for a moment, then pulled away. He took the CD out of my hand and wrote something on it. "Someone as beautiful as you should never be sad. Should never resort to self-harm. Please, if you need anything, give me a call." He handed the CD back to me, and on it, it had a phone number and a message that read 'Let me be your salvation. Call me.' I sat there a moment more, tears streaming down my cheeks.
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