Living The Dream (A One Direction FanFic)

Heartbroken

Hey! This is my first ever fanfic, and I'm soo excited about this. So please don't judge okay? I hope you guys like it, vote and be a fan please. I'm a huge Directioner, and I love the boys. I hope you find it good, because I worked so hard on it.

2nd October, 2012. 1.00 pm.

It wasn't funny the way Dad said it. "What do you MEAN I can't GO to the One Direction concert?!!" I cried in horror. "But... it's One Direction!! And I promised Claire and Hailey I would go! I already paid for it, and EVERYTHING. Dad, you can't do this to me!! I was going to see them all live in person for the FIRST time EVER."

"Your grades are extremely low right now. Personally, I blame this boyband you're so obsessed with all the time. If you spent more time studying and less time on the Internet, you could've gone. But I TOLD you you could only go if you kept your grades up. You broke your promise, and you have to face the consequences."

"THIS IS SOO UNFAIR!!" I screamed. "I only got a C for SPANISH. It's not like I live in Spain or we use Spanish ALL THE TIME, it's like a LANGUAGE!!"

"You promised, and that was the deal."

Tears ran down my face, and I can't believe he was doing this to me. He KNEW how much they meant to me!! "I hate you!!" I shrieked as I stormed up to my room, slamming the door hard. I shoved my earphones in and played every One Direction song I had on my iPod. It was TORTURE. I stared up at my posters and pictures of them up on my wall. I looked at my calendar with today's date circled in red ink, with huge letters screaming "ONE DIRECTION CONCERT, 8pm!!!" and the ticket I had stuck up on my corkboard. 

I even had one of the closest seats to the stage, right up in front! I spent almost 800 dollars on those tickets and I was sooo looking foward to it. 

Mom peeked her head in and saw me sobbing my eyes out.

"Lucy, I'm sorry. I TOLD your dad he could ground you forever as long as he let you go to this concert, but he refused to budge. I know how much they mean to you, and I'm so sorry I couldn't change his mind, love."

"At least you tried," I sniffed.

"Not hard enough. He was so strict about it, and I even said it was all my fault for letting you be on your computer constantly."

"It's NOT your fault!!" I cried in horror. I loved my mum, I really did. She was kind, lovely and totally understanding. "He SAID that? I can't BELIEVE this!! Mum, and you let him say that?? How could he?" 

The reality of not going and not being able to see Liam hit me like a ton of bricks, and I began sobbing again. "I just... I can't believe he would be SO MEAN!"

"Maybe I can say something to him, make him change his mind."

I stopped her. "No, I can do it," I said, a surge of confidence. "I'll try, but if I can't... can you?" Mum nodded, and I found Dad in his study. "Dad?" I said, knocking. He looked up. 

"Yes, Lucy?"

"I swear, you can lock me in my room all day the minute I get back, and I'll make sure I got an A for EVERY subject in the next test, and ground me for the rest of the year and take away my phone, whatever. I'll study really, really hard. Just please..." I said, a tear rolled down my cheek. "Let me go to this concert. Just once, please, I'm begging you Daddy. I'll do anything. I'll cry for a month if you don't let me go, or I'll sneak out. I don't care, just let me go this once and I'll never go out again."

He sighed and put his file away.  

"Lucy, you have to have -"

"Consequences, I know. You can do it after the concert, Dad. Please."