It was the day. The day I would finally get to see my idols after almost 4 years of waiting. The day started off like any other, I woke up and got ready but instead of going to the pool or lazing about, I went to breakfast with my parents, my best friend Patrice, and her mom. Once we were all sat down and the chatter quieted, the adults of the group turned to Patrice and I.

        “So are you guys excited?” They spoke
        “Of course!” We practically screamed

After we had eaten and gotten back into our respective cars, we drove to the mall in search of the outfits we would be wearing later that night because we didn’t have anything that we found ‘One Direction worthy’. It took us quite a long time to find exactly what we wanted but in the end, it was worth it. I brought a bag filled with things like hairspray, makeup, and extra clothes to Patrice’s house so I could get ready there. The whole time Patrice and I were preparing ourselves, we were practically bouncing on the balls of our feet, too anxious to stand still.

As Patrice and I finished getting ready, we still had some time to kill before we would have to head off so we watched random videos online to ease our nerves and take our minds off of what was to come. When it was actually time to go we piled into the car and started the drive to the stadium.

“This is actually happening.” I said in shock, eyes watering a little.

“It doesn’t even seem real.” Patrice added on, in the same state I was in.

While we were driving, we say people wrote on their car and had put signs up in the window showing their support for One Direction and 5 Seconds of Summer. Smiling as we saw each passerby, we held up our signs and waved to a few fans. Patrice’s dad pulled up to the stadium and Patrice, her mom, and I hopped out, waving goodbye to him as he drove off and we entered the stadium to get our tickets checked. The lady nodded as we handed her our tickets but told us we’d have to take the sticks off of our signs. My heart jumped in my throat as I saw the stadium.

“Oh my god.” I whispered, holding a hand over my mouth in pure awe.
“They’re gonna be right there!” Patrice exclaimed, pointing to the stage
“I know!” I cheered back.

Patrice’s mom pulled us away from the opening and reminded us we had a dinner to go to. See, her mom had bought reservations for a before party that served food and had a photobooth and all this other fun stuff. We sat down and ate a little but I refrained from eating too much in the fear of throwing up. Once we were done, we scampered down the stadium steps to our seats on the main floor, right next to the runway.

“Wait,” I paused, “We’re this close?” I gasped as we sat down, turning my head from Patrice to the stage numerous times. Her mom laughed and nodded, “Of course, I thought you knew.”

“I knew we’d be close but not this close.” Patrice and I said in unison.

Many music videos played and occasionally the One Direction perfume ad which made us all scream in delight. Suddenly, the opening safety video started to roll, and everyone, everyone, knew that that meant it was the start of the concert. All of the girls in the crowd including us screamed as 5 Seconds of Summer walked on to the stage. Tears welling up in our eyes, Patrice and I looked at each other, rambling a mess of things like “Oh my god.” and “This isn’t real.”

We sang along to every song, swayed to the music, and also did a bit of screaming, well… A lot a bit of screaming.

After 5 Seconds of Summer played their set they thanked us and left the stage, which also meant it was the start of the thirty minute intermission until One Direction came on. Every second, every breath, it seemed like my heart rate was increasing. I only waited a large portion of my life to this, I thought, I only dedicated my lives to the and spend every second thinking about them. When they finally came out onto the stage, time seemed to slow down and all of my senses were focused on them. I don’t think I’ve ever screamed that loud before in my lifetime or even past lifetimes. The whole time it felt like my chest was bursting and all I could feel was true, unconditional love radiating off of me. I recall a couple times while we were screaming- which we did more often than not- and singing our hearts out, we managed to get the boys to notice us. We were trying to do something original that no one else was doing like making different signs with our hands instead of just having them raised. Once, we were waving frantically, trying to get noticed, Harry gave us a small simple wave, smiling like the sun. At first Patrice didn’t realise what had happened so I took it upon myself to turn her to face me.
“Patrice, Patrice!” I said, trying to get her attention “Did you see? He just waved at us!” I sobbed out, Patrice having the same reaction as I did.

Another time as Harry walked back by our section I pretty much panicked, trying to quickly think of something. The second he looked at me I blew a kiss at him, and to my surprise, he caught my kiss and blew one back. Instantly after he looked away, I turned to Patrice and screamed loudly, as I had been quiet so Harry didn’t view me as a freak.

        “Oh my god!” I exclaimed, tears running down my face as I hit her arm before squealed out something along the lines of, “Harry freaking Styles just noticed my existence!”

        During the show, they moved the lights and while the light was supposed to be casted upon Louis, it was directly on us as well. For some reason, he kept staring, and I honestly felt like my mind was exploding. Louis William Tomlinson was staring at me and that is more than I could’ve ever asked for. Sure, I love all the boys equally but Louis has a special place in my heart. Everyone says this and it’s the cheesiest thing ever but you don’t choose you favourite, your favourite chooses you, and believe me, Louis had chosen me, alright. My life had been made at that time. Ever since then, I screamed a bit louder, tried a bit harder, and tried to live a better life to be honest. And that’s the day I died… Well, almost died.