Being Told You're Beautiful

Aeroplanes ferrying radishes to heaven. Casual.

As requested. I haven't proof read or anything :). please please tell me if you want to know anything more about characters or things, just give me feedback! And maaaaybe vote? THANKING YOU. This is dedicated to xDanasaurus_Rexx because she commented and voted. I can't dedicate to two people, so 24Hours_StillRising you shall be dedicated to in the next one :)

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*1 year earlier*

"Guys, let's face it. The tickets have gone." It was with a sinking heart I read the message on Facebook between me and my two friends, Amy and Lily. My Dad read over my shoulder. I was really annoyed at them now. I mean, we got up at half past seven on a Saturday - the only possible lie-in-day of the week - to be in with a chance of these tickets. 2 nights in Scotland. That's all we had. And I was determined. So I enlisted my Dad. And let's just say, he had a lot of concert ticket buying experience. So we kept calling, and being told the line was busy. And we kept clicking on the link.

And there. A new date. I didn't even look at it. I clicked on the first seats I saw. Waiting with bated breath as we filled in the information. A new page flashed up on the screen. 'Your tickets have been booked to see One Direction on the 12th April. Your account has been charged accordingly. An email has been sent confirming thus information.'

Not gonna lie. I was über happy.

So I gave up on my two friends moaning about how we never got tickets and danced around the room, waving my arms pretending I was an aeroplane ferrying radishes to heaven.

Eventually I decided to put Amy and Lily out of their depressed states. 'Hmm. Who to call first?' I pondered. Lily. I dialled and she picked up.

"Hello?" I could tell she was wondering who on Earth would be calling her at this time in the morning, everyone knew she was most definitely not a morning person. Neither was I, but she took it to a whole new level.

I answered, "It's me. Here, you are free on the 12th of April yeah?"

"Hane, why are we having this conversation now? I'm meant to be in bed-" I cut her off.

"BECAUSE WE'RE GOING TO SEE ONE FREAKING DIRECTION!" I screamed down the phone. A piercing scream met my ears.

After many thanks and screaming from her, I moved onto a rather depressed-sounding Amy. Again, cue the screams.

Once we'd calmed down, I checked the seats. " Ugh, we're actually quite far back. But we're tiered, that's better than flat" I stated, quite content with my choice. Amy agreed, saying she'd rather be there and at the very far back, cheapest seat than be sitting at home reading tweets about how good the concert was.

*Niall's POV*

Someone was shaking me. "Gerroff!"

I was left alone. For half a minute. Then I was rudely interrupted once again from my excellent dream by a loud clanging of two saucepans in my ears. "WHADDA FUU-"

Harry interrupted me. "WE'VE SOLD OUT THE TOUR! PLUS ALL THE EXTRA DATES!"

I froze. Well. That's one way to be woken up in the morning.