[Wrote this book back when I was a crazy One Direction fan, and my profile was a crazy fangirl account. Republished it because I had fun writing this book and my readers had fun reading it as well]
The title says it all ;)
The book will contain cute...
Warning:- contains song written by me. It is definitely not a good one, so please bear with me. Get ready to cringe, twitch with the desire to throw your phone against the wall(or break the monitor screen incase you're using a desktop to read this) and even banging your head against the wall. Also, any other song reference in it is completely coincidencial.
√Requested by @ feather_gatherer
Your POV
"Are you sure about that?" I asked yet again, my voice laced with worry and anxiety.
"Yes." Emma hissed, dragging out the 's'. Well what do you expect from a person to whom you've been asking the same question every one minute? "I swear (Y/N) one more time you ask me this and you're dead before your concert."
I always dreamed of being a successful singer since I was a kid. My inspirations and idols kept changing, but when I was a teen, and the biggest boy band, One Direction got formed, my inspiration and motivation was Zayn Malik. I love the way he sings, the way he always has a positive perspective of everything and well the way he wholly is. His voice feels like angels singing from clouds, like a lullaby, sung for bringing the peace of mind.
When I was 15, I started off as a YouTuber, making covers of songs and occassionally singing the songs that I wrote. And then, I don't even know how, but I started to get famous. Eventually I signed some records with well known companies and my first song is to be released tomorrow, at the concert. I am having a guest appearance in One Direction's concert! Now you know ehy I'm so anxious.
Before I could answer the email which I received yesterday morning, my oh so dear best friend Emma here sent an "Yes I'd love to." Its times like this that I feel like killing her.
"But promise me you'll be there in the very first row." I gave her a stern look.
"Oh yes baby, I will. Don't worry." She poked my nose making smile.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
*at the concert*
I
'm at the changing room right now, fixing my dress and doing a touch up my make up. The best feeling in the world is to sit in a changing/make up room which has your name written on the door.
I literally spent my whole night deciding on what to wear, but in the end I had to wear the expensive dress that my mum bought for me.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
(Her dress)
I didn't wanted to look like a peasant who just woke up and came to perform in the concert, and at the same time I didn't wanted to overdo anything.
If the outfit is not good enough, at least I have an excuse that it was my first time performing.
I watch Harry interact with the fans on the stage through the TV I have in my room. I haven't met them yet, so I am okay. I'm going to be face to face with them for the first time on the stage, and I have a feeling that I'm going to end up in the hospital bed with a serious concussion.
