*Okay, sorry for the errors in my story...I'll update right now!!*
Me and Janie were ready for the time of our lives. I was in bed waiting for my parents to go to bed so I could go. I wasn't sneaking out. I just didn't want to wake them up or let them see what I was going to wear.I put on my black corset, my dark gray skinny jeans, and my combat tops. I put on some vanilla frosting lip gloss, dark eye shadow, and some eyeliner and mascara.
Finally, it got dark and I saw the the flashing headlights of Janie's car. I got my phone, my tickets, backstage passes I was going to surprise Janie with, and my bag. I slowly opened my door and tiptoed out into the hallway. I went down the stairs and into the living room, but stopped when I suddenly heard the snoring of my father rumble to a stop. I widened my eyes as in the room above me, my father started moving in his bed, the beds' springs squeaking.
I waited a minute, and my father stopped moving and began snoring again. I sighed and my heart began beating again, then I ran quickly and quietly to the front door. I grabbed my house keys and put on my leather jacket as I slipped out the front door sneakily. I closed it ever so quietly and waved to Janie. She waved back and opened her car door. I ran and got in.
"Wow!" I said, panting. Janie smiled excitedly. "I can't wait! We are finally meeting One Direction!" She squealed. I smiled and reached in my bag for the passes. "Hey, Janie?" I asked. She focuses on the road and answers, "Like, yea?" I brought out the tickets and said, "I got something for you. A surprise."
She looked over and screamed, the car skidding on the street as she let go of the wheel. "JANIE!" I screamed with her. She straightened the wheel and started breathing heavily. "Like, OMG! You have backstage passes! And don't, like, ever surprise me while I am, like, driving. Kitty Kay, Lori?" She said. I nodded, speechless.
We drove in silence to the Stadium and I looked out the window. Who will I see? I thought to myself. Will I find "The One"? Or will I find someone I can relate to? I sighed, thinking that I will never find a guy who can understand me.
*10 minutes later*
We finally reached the Staples Center and we turned to lok at each other, excited. "Okay, if we meet one of the boys, we can not leave with them without the other. Kay?" I told Janie. She bobbed her head, her way of nodding. "I get it!"
*A/N*
I KNOW! Havent updated in like 2 years...or so. I'll update later, SWEAR
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FanfictionOh God, I wrote this so many years ago and I just can't delete it. I'll go through and update it as best as I can. Allora Salvatore and her friend Janie decide to go to a One Direction concert for some fun. Niall Horan is the most bad boy you will...
