Happily Ever After

Chapter 1: The Concert

So this is my FIRST EVER FANFICTION! Please don't judge me! Thanks for reading! :)

<3 Victoria

I am 18 years old and I am finishing my last few months in High School. I can't wait to finish. I have no boyfriend, just one big crush on one of the members of One Direction, Harry Styles. My only friend in school, Kate, is my best friend. She loves 1D but not as much as me. It is April and everyone is talking about prom and who is going with who. Nobody has ever asked me to a dance. Proms and other dances are not fun for me. I can feel my attitude change as I walk into school. I hate all of the stupid drama. I walk into my school and I see Kate running towards me.

"Hey Victoria! Do you have a date to the prom yet?" she asks me with excitement in her voice.

"No...I'm not going." I reply decidedly.

"But it's our senior prom! You have to go no matter what."

"No! I'm not going! This conversation is over. " I rudely exclaim.

I walk away and feel tears fill my eyes. Nobody has ever invited me to a dance. So why should anyone take me this year? Why go anyway? I never have fun at dances. Poor Kate, I shouldn't have been so rude. At lunch I go up to Kate and apologize.

"Hey Kate, I didn't mean to get so angry earlier. I'm really sorry. It's just that I get so depressed thinking about proms and boys.

"Oh it's okay! I completely understand. Do you want to hangout after school?"

"I would love to but I'm going to the One direction concert tonight. My mom is picking me up now because we are leaving in two hours to go." I explain.

" Oh my gosh! Not fair. Are you meeting them?"

"No I wish though! Well I got to go, my mom is here!"

I couldn't wait to go to the concert! My mom pulls up to our driveway and I fly out of the car and run into my house and up to my room. "What should I wear?" I mutter to myself. I pick out a red and black sequin tank top that has a British flag on it and says London across it and I also pull out a knee length skater skirt. I jump into the shower and quickly wash my hair and body. "I wonder if I will get to see them." I keep saying to myself a thousand times in the shower. I finish getting ready and look into the mirror. "Here I go!" I exclaim excitedly.

"I'm ready!" I yell through the house.

I get there just in time. I wish Kate could've come. I'm all alone and kind if feel awkward. I really need to make new friends. but everyone at my school are snobs. I start to hear music come from the stage and the lights go off. I look up and see One Direction come on stage. I start screaming with the crowd. I sing along with them also. "You don't know your beautiful!"

2 HOURS LATER (Concert just ended)

"Excuse me! Excuse me!" I scream trying to get a police officers attention. But it is so loud they can't hear me. Where is the way out? There are to many freaking people here. I push people around in the large crowd and then end up in a dark hallway. No one is in here, just me. Then suddenly I hear laughter. I follow the sound and see a door and open it.

"Oh. My. Gosh. It's you!" I exclaim.

Here standing in front of me is Liam Payne, Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik, Niall Horan, and Harry Styles.

"Um hi, how did you get in here?" Liam asks me.

"I-I was lost in the crowd, then ended up in a dark hallway hoping for a way out. I...I am so sorry if I disturbed you." I say trembling.

"Don't cry it's okay!" Harry says to me affectionately. He moves over to me and hugs me tightly. Then he leads me to their couch and sits me down. "You're so beautiful." He whispers into my ear. I can feel him breathing on me. It was like a dream come true. Nobody has ever said that to me before.

"Thank you, no one has ever said that to me besides my family." I say softly.

"We're leaving soon lads, get your things together!" Niall says plainly.

"Oh, I must go then. Can I get a picture with all of you?" I ask nervously.

"Yea of course!" Louis replies happily.

We take the picture. I thank them and start to walk to the door to leave. I can't believe I just met them. For free. What are the chances of that happening to someone? "Wait!" I hear one of the boys yell.

"Can I have your number?" Harry grabs my wrist and asks smiling at me.

"Um." I'm shocked. "Yes of course!"

"Keep in touch with me okay?"

"Okay." I smile, blush, and walk away. I just exchanged phone numbers with Harry Styles. THE Harry Styles.