Isn't She Lovely

Jocelyn and her best friend Jada went to a concert. Hardly expecting that she would fall hard, really hard, for someone she never thought she could have. Niall Horan. Will she survive the consequences of this difficult love?


1. Starting Out

      Jocelyn's POV

       "Jada lets go," I yelled. We ran across the school parking lot to my red volkswagon bug, because tonight was one of the most exciting nights of our lives. Well part of it was because we had just graduated but, we get to go to a One Direction concert too! Front row seats and backstage passes, courtesy of mwa. How may you ask? I won a radio contest! Jocelyn of northern Idaho won a radio contest and now we get to go to their concert in Spokane! I drove as quickly but safely as possible to her house where we would get ready.

                                                                         2 hours later

       The concert started at seven, it was five, it would only take us about half an hour to get there so we decided to take a little bit more time picking our clothes. Jada's purple hair was perfectly straightened to compliment her baby-doll face. She had on little make up to go with her unique sense of style. Her ensemble was a strapless royal blue dress with a black bow belt slightly above her belly button, to compliment the belt she wore black combat boots and a black leather jacket with a lace back. My long very dark brown hair that was normally unmanageablely curly was tamed into perfect ringlets my bangs nicely bumped. I also wore little make up except some lilac eye-shadow to compliment my dark brown eyes and my girly outfit. We decided I should wear a lilac loose tank top covered by a mid-waist brown leather jacket, my skirt was cream layered lace, followed by matching brown riding boots. Soon we were ready to go and left with an hour to go.

(Sorry it was short but this is my first chapter hope you guys continue reading)



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