I got to my position on the top of the arena. The view from here was amazing. There must have been over 10000 fans here to watch the boys. I put on my earplugs so I wouldn’t go deaf. The sound was completely blocked out, so I could hear what was going on through my walkie. It was Paul’s voice I was hearing.
“The concert will start in 5… 4… 3… 2… 1…” The lights dimmed and everyone went crazy. I couldn’t hear it, but from the way everyone’s expression changed. Some girls were screaming their heads off, other girls were crying.
“Are you ready for this?!” Harry’s voice echoed across the whole stadium. All the fans stood on their feet, and cheered. A platform was slowly being lowered to the stage, on it were the five boys. The beat for Live While We’re Young dropped, and the concert began.
“Hey girl I'm waiting on ya, I'm waiting on ya
Come on and let me sneak you out
And have a celebration, a celebration
The music up, the windows down” Liam sang.
I hoped my directioner self wouldn’t come out tonight, but it did. I jumped and squealed like how I used to a few years ago. It’s been awhile since I fangirled this much about them. Now that there were here in front of my eyes, I couldn’t hold it in. Soon, I started to whale out the lyrics without a care in the world… until-
“Didn’t know you were such a fangirl.” A male voice said from beside me. “I thought the boys were just ‘okay’ to you.” I turned my head to meet the eyes of Jeremy, who was giggling a whole lot.
“I didn’t see you there… Can you hear me?” I asked.
“Yeah. The plugs just block out excess noise. We can hear each other if we’re right beside each other.” He explained.
“Oh. I see.”
“Care to explain it to me?”
“Explain what?” I asked.
“That fangirl moment I just witnessed. You told me a few days ago that you thought these boys were ‘okay’.” He clarified. To be honest, there were two sides to the truth. Might as well tell him now.
“Fine. Awhile back when they released their first album, I was a fangirl. Not the creepy stalker fangirl, a screaming fangirl. It was so bad that whenever I would listen to their album at night, I would cry myself to sleep.” I admitted. Jeremy started laughing.
“What made you stop for a bit?”
“I dunno… I guess it’s because I started listening to other music. I still like them, but it turns out my fangirl years aren’t over.”
“Do you want them to be over?”
“Yes and no. It’s apart of me now… and maybe I’ll get to see you fangirl about something.” I tried changing the subject.
“It’ll be tough to do that.”
“Oh we’ll just see about that.” I challenged. I turned away to keep watching the show. The boys were amazing, there was no doubt about it. I felt myself calm down a little… then they started to sing One Thing. It reminded me of home, and the people I who I would blast this song with. My girlfriends and a few guy friends… guy friends. The one friend of all that I thought I could trust. The guy that used to be my best friend… but turned into the guy I hate the most.
“Rey?” Jeremy said to snap me out of my thoughts.
“If you squeeze that rail any tighter, it’s gonna snap.” He pointed out. I looked down at the railing. My knuckles were turning white because I was grabbing on so tight. I let go of the railing and sighed.
“I remember why I stopped fangirling about them now.” I told him. He opened his mouth and then closed it thinking about what he was going to say.
“You don’t have to tell me if you don’t want to.” He said.
“I do want to tell you, and maybe someone else, but not now. Maybe tonight.” I clarified. It’s time I really opened up and shared what was going on in Reyna’s mind.