One Thing (One Direction) [On Hold]

Chapter One

  “Ready or not

Here here here I come

I'm about to show you where the light comes from” - Ready or Not, Britt Nicole

Ashtyn

 “I can't believe we're going to the One Direction concert!” squeals my best friend, Ally. I am less than excited.

“I can't see why you gave me one of your fantastic tickets” I groan. She flicks my arm. It doesn't hurt. If it had hurt, I would have gone after her, and she knows it.

“Who else would I take?” she asks. “Miles?” I laugh, seeing her point. Our other best friend, Miles, hates One Direction. Ever since Louis Tomlinson's audition, Ally's been obsessing over everything about them, and it drives Miles nuts.

“Your sister?” I ask, the thought occurring to me. Ally's sister, Annie, is a huge fan too.

“She would squeal my ear off” says Ally. “No, I want you to come. We won't get into any fights over Louis.” I sigh. I cannot get out of this, no matter what I do.

“I'll fight over Louis if it gets me out of the concert” I say. “Promise.”

“Nope!” Ally says. “I'll know you don't mean it!”

“Fine” I say. “But why do we have to get there three hours early?”

“Because” she says. “That's when the boys get there.”

“I really wish you had never heard of One Direction” I say. “Then you wouldn't have stolen all of my spoons.”

“You were glad” she teased. She's actually right. Spoons are creepy. And before you accuse me of jumping on the One Direction bandwagon, I hated spoons before Liam Payne tried out the first time.

“Well, you also stocked my fridge with carrots” I add. “And you-”

“THAT'S enough” she says, laughing. “Okay, I'm a bit obsessive-”

“Creepy.”

“Shut up. I'm a bit obsessive, but carrots are good for you, and you already hated spoons. I did you a favour.”

“The spoons were for guests” I point out. “Normal ones, like Miles.”

“Miles would cry if he went over to your flat” she says. I smile. Since Ally told us that Liam Payne is afraid of spoons, Miles has used nothing but spoons. It's hilarious, watching him eat noodles with a spoon. He kind of went off them, deciding that boycotting Ally's obsession was better then noodles.

“Classes start next week” I say, remembering that sad fact. All three of us go to uni, which is how Ally and I met Miles. Ally and I have lived in London our whole lives, and we each moved out to separate flats when we started at uni. Miles moved here from Doncaster, which Ally is obsessed with because 'OHMYGOD LOUIS LIVED IN DONCASTER'.