I was on the road, singing along to my favorite song by my favorite band; Kiss You by One Direction of course. I was getting into the groove, drumming my fingers on the steering wheel, shaking my head back and forth while carefully keeping my eyes on the road, and shrugging my shoulders up and down to the beat. I must’ve looked like a fool. But this was One Direction for crying out loud! How can you not go crazy listening to them?
I pulled into my driveway and parked my car. I sat for a couple minutes just thinking to myself. Today I’ll get tickets to a live One Direction concert with Hannah. A LIVE CONCERT. What if I actually meet them in person? I laughed to myself. “Like that would actually happen.” I mumbled as I was getting out of the car.
I grabbed my keys and opened the door. “I’m home!” I yelled as I kicked the door closed.
I walked into the kitchen and found letters on the island counter. Curiosity got the best of me and I looked through them. One by one I read off them, “Junk, junk, bills, letter to mom from dad, maga-wait. Dad wrote a letter to Mom? Why’s that?” I was about to open it when I heard footsteps come down the stairs.
I threw the letter down and walked to the fridge to look like I wasn’t snooping. “Hey Lilly-Bean.” A familiar male voice sounded.
I closed the door and looked over to the person standing in the kitchen entry; my heart dropped. “Riley? What are you doing home?” I ran over to him and gave him the biggest bear hug I could give.
He laughed. “I…can’t…breathe…”
“Oops. Sorry” I let go of him and took a step back. “So answer me. What are you doing home?” I grinned.
“Well, it’s summer, and our college principle decided to give us a week off from classes. We got to choose whether or not we wanted to leave campus. I decided to leave campus to come spend time with my little sis.” He gave me a cheeky grin, showing off his dimples that I wish I inherited from dad, too.
“Well, too bad I won’t be here much longer.”
“Wha..? What do you mean?” He asked, slightly frowning.
I chuckled. “What I mean is Hannah and I are going to go buy tickets to the One Direction concert before they get sold out.”
He groaned. “You’re still obsessed with that geeky band?”
“Excuse me? They are NOT geeky! They are cute, and adorable, and they have amazing talents. You’re just jealous of them!”
He started cracking up laughing. “Hey, chill Lilly, I was only joking.”
I stormed out of the kitchen and upstairs into my room. I threw my heavy backpack into my walk-in closet and shoved it all the way into the back. “I’m not going to need that for a while.” I said to myself.
I walked over to my One Direction bed and plopped myself onto it making it jiggle and shake. “Gosh, I’m such a fatty.” I giggled and decided to give Hannah a call, to tell her I was ready to go.
“Hello?” Her perky, soft voice answered.
“Hey girly. It’s muah.”
“Oh hey, when do you think you’ll be ready to go?” She asked.
I smiled. “Actually, that’s why I was calling you. I’m ready to go when you are.”
“Sweet, I’ll be over in a few, okay?” Even though we were on the phone, I could just imagine the grin on her face.
“Alright. I’ll be ready by then.” I hung up and went downstairs to wait for her.
“Where do you think you’re going little miss?” I flinched as I saw Riley sitting on the couch. “Did I startle you?” He smirked.
“I told you I’m going to go get tickets, and yes.”
Confusion was written all over his face. “Yes?”
I chuckled. “Yes, you did startle me.”
He chuckled a little, but then got serious. “I’m only here for a week, I know I’m only your half-brother, but I still would like if you at least tried to make some time to spend with me.”
“I will. Maybe, I don’t know. You came at a bad time, Riley.”
He stood up and came closer to me. “It’s not like I got to choose when I got on break. This is my only ‘official’ summer break, I guess.”
I slightly shook my head. “Doesn’t matter. You know that I’ve been wanting to go to a One Direction concert since, like, they first came out. Now is my only time that I can probably get tickets before they are all sold out, and I’m going to go get them. And I will go to their concert. No matter if you are here, or if you aren’t here.”
Riley narrowed his eyes at me, and I shrunk back a bit. “Wow. Um, okay, I’m going to pretend that you didn’t say that, and that I wasn’t hurt by that.”
I sighed. I was starting to get really tired of all this nonsense. “Riley, I love you; you know that, but-”
“But nothing, Lilly!” He interrupted. “I don’t really care, okay? Go have fun with your friend at that stupid concert, but just don’t do anything that you’ll regret.”
I rolled my eyes. “God, you sound like my father.”
His eyes widened. “I am nothing like that sleezebag, two-timing, son of a-”
“SHUT UP! Don’t you ever, and I mean EVER,” I jabbed my finger to his chest, “talk about my father like that. He may not be your typical father, or a very good person at that, but he’s still my father, my family, and you will NOT say those things about him.”
Ryley’s eyes instantly filled with regret. “Lil, I-I’m sorry… you know I d-didn’t really mean-”
“Just stop talking. You’ve done enough. I love you, Riley, I really do. You’re probably the best brother I have ever had, but just leave me alone.”
My phone vibrated in my pocket, and looked down to see that Hannah texted me, telling me she was here. “Hannah’s here,” I told him, “I’m leaving.” I stormed out the door and slammed it behind me.
We were in line, almost reaching the front of the line. I looked back at Hannah to see her grinning like a fool. I laughed. “Jeez Hannah, can you believe it? We’re going to be seniors next school year, and we’re practically fangirling over One Direction.”
“Ha! Oh well. They will most likely all in love with us rather than twelve year olds.” We looked over to our right to see two young girls, maybe around the age of twelve or thirteen, glaring at us. I covered my mouth to try not to burst out laughing.
“Yeah, you’re right. But it’s still kind of sad; I mean have you seen my room? I have One Direction bed spread, One Direction posters all over my room, and-” I was cut off but Hannah elbowing me in the ribs. “Ow! What was that for?”
“Shut up, okay?” She tried to pout at me, but she was still grinning. “It doesn’t matter how obsessed we are over One Direction. We are going to go to their concert, somehow meet them, Harry will fall in love with you, Niall will fall in love with me, we will have a double wedding, those are always cute, and we’ll both have twins; I will have girls, you will have boys, so then they will fall in love with each other, and then we will…” She kept going on and on about our whole future, but I zoned her out once I saw were next in line.
“Shhhhh.” I whispered. “Dude. We. Are. Next.”
“Next?” A man’s voice said in front of us.
“Uhh…” Hannah froze in her place.
I stepped in front of her. “Hi, yes, um, we would like two front stage tickets to One Direction.” After talking with him about what concert it was, seeing if seats were open, and making sure we were pleased with our decision, we bought the tickets and walked out of there with plastered grins on our faces.
“We bought tickets to One Direction.”
“And we are going to go see and hear our favorite band play on stage, live.” We both took a moment to let that sink in. Seconds later, we were screaming and dancing like hooligans to her car.
One Direction here I come.