Fangirling Bestfriends...Cue the Shame

I know not everyone likes One Direction but try to think of it as a normal plot

All my friends are obsessed with One Direction. It’s actually kind of annoying. Don’t get me wrong, I like their music and they’re actually really cute. And their accents? Yum. I just don’t fangirl. I have a life.

But my friend one two tickets to see them in New York that came with train tickets and a hotel room. None of our 1D friends could come. What was I gonna do? Make her go with her mom?

Let me tell you, I don’t enjoy being in a crowd of boy-crazy Directioners. I can barely hear the music over the screaming of the fans. Which is saying something since we have seat right in front of the stage. Nice view, though.

They start singing Gotta Be you. That’s when I first notice Harry’s eyes. They’re forest green and seem to be drilling a hole right into me. I know that it can’t possibly be me he’s looking at but I find myself staring back anyway. I expect his gaze to shift and the moment to be over, but he continues to stare the whole song. Even during the high notes, if you can believe that. Not that I’m expecting you to believe any of this. I certainly don’t believe it.

I can practically hear him thinking: Stuff choreography. Who knows? Maybe this is part of the choreography. I’m guessing not though, since the rest of the band keep shooting him weird looks and confused glances.

And when the next song starts, he’s still standing in the same spot, seeming to sing to me alone.

The rest of the concert goes by rapidly and neither of us look away. They end with I Want and finally the rest of One Direction usher him off stage. Drew takes my hand and squeals excitedly. “Now we get to meet them!” Oh yeah. Backstage passes. I forgot. My stupid heart skips a little like we’re in the Wizard of Oz. I mentally reprimand it.

We work our way through the still roaring crowd to a side door. We show our passes to the bodyguard and he lets us through. The door leads to a hallway where we are met by a manager. We again show our passes and she leads us to a room where the band is waiting.

“These are the winners of the contest on Kiss 108,” The manager says, gesturing to us with an arm.

They all greet us and introduce themselves, even though we obviously know who they are. “What’s you’re names?” Zayn asks.

“Drew.” My bestfriend says in a breathless whisper. He waves his arm for her to continue. “Drew Perry.”

“And you?” Harry asks me.

“Arianna Jackson"Ari.” The manager takes a call on her Bluetooth, makes an excuse, and slips out the door.

This is when Drew looses it. Apparently being alone in a room with the members of One Direction is too much to handle. Drew totally fangirls-out and starts squealing. I am now fluent in her squeals and understand that she is saying, “I can’t believe it! I can’t believe it! It’s really you! Liam, Harry, Zayn, Niall, and Louis! I have you on my walls. I stare at you every night until I fall asleep! I have watched all of you’re video diaries and all Youtube videos that are related to you. You guys are soooooo funny!”

One Direction, it seems are not as fluent in fangirl and all look very confused. “Umm… Thank you?” Louis tries.

“Louuuuuuuuuuis!” She screams in excitement. Then she pulls a carrot from her sweatshirt pocket. Little bits of colored lint stick to it. She runs to him and holds it out like an offering to a god, her head down as if she is unworthy to look at him.

Louis stares at it in shock. “Uh. Okay. Thanks.” Even he can’t make a witty response to this. A moment passes and they are both still frozen in place, Louis not taking the carrot and Drew being Drew. I am semi-mortified.

“If you’re not gonna eat that carrot, Lou, can I have it? I’m starving, ” Niall brakes the spell.

Louis laughs. “Go for it,” he says finally taking the carrot and tossing it to him.

Harry’s eyes haven’t left me. “hey” he says trying for ultra-cool but only succeeding with hot-guy-tripping-over-own-feet. Literally. He took a step forward and stumbled. “That’s okay Harry,” I mentally console him, “I’m not coordinated either.”

Well, I thought it was mentally anyway. It turns out I said it out loud. Harry’s face burns and the rest of the guys laugh.

Harry recovers his footing and lets go of the chair he grabbed for support on this way to the ground. “I suppose I should be embarrassed that I fell in front of such a beautiful girl.” Very nice. I applaud his romance skills.

“Awwwww, Thanks,” I say and blow him a kiss. “I think you’re pretty too.” This results in an adorable laugh from Niall and the rest of the band. I might not be Drew, I don’t have a religion based on them, but they’re growing on me.

“You don’t happen to have any more carrots, do you? Naill asks perfectly serious. Drew sways and looks like she’s about to faint.

“Oh, no.” I say and rush to catch her.

“Does anyone know mouth-to-mouth?” Liam freaks.

“Do you want to kill her?!” I ask. 

She stirs slightly then slowly opens her eyes. “What did I miss?” She mumbles.

“Not much.” I attempt to reassure her. Instead it makes things worse. She squirms and cries, “That means I missed something! Did you video-tape it?!”

All of the guys look at her as if she’s a bomb or something. I can’t blame them. Oh, wait. Yeah, I can. She wasn’t like this until she heard What Makes You Beautiful on the radio.

The manager walks back in, takes one look at Drew who is till on the floor, and announces that they have an interview with some magazine and that they need to go get ready. Zayn, Niall, and Liam file out right away but Harry grabs my hand.

“Wait.” He says urgently. “Do you want to go out some time? Like to dinner or something?”

A little voice in my head squeaks yes, yes, yes, yes, yes! But what come out of my mouth is, “Have a boyfriend.” Which is one hundred percent true. Mason. I suddenly feel guilty for even thinking about saying yes to Harry.

He deflates like a balloon. “Oh.” I’m guessing that he doesn’t get turned down often.

“Umm…Sorry.” I say awkwardly.

“It’s fine,” he says too quickly, letting me know that it’s not fine. “I was just wondering.”

“Uh. I got to go.” I jerk my thumb behind me towards the door which he should have exited already and I defiantly should be going out now.  

“Okay. Well…um…bye.”

“Bye.” I grab Drew’s hand and yank her off Louis, who she was holding captive while crying.

“Goodbye,” she whispers broken-heartedly. “Thank you,” he mouths to me when she’s not looking.

“Sorry,” I mouth back as I drag her out the door.

We flag a taxi and I realize that when I tell Drew about Harry asking me out, she’ll never forgive me.

Reviews

[Aehr]

this was a very interesting chapter, Brooklyn!
I'm really waiting to read the rest of it! Good job, keep it up!!!
READING ON>>>

[Grace]

you wanted brutally honesttttttt...
the one critiquing thing is that you say defiantly when I think you meant to say definitely, if that's the case, don't worry, I literally learned to spell definitely last year, and if you meant to say defiantly then I guess there was nothing wrong with it, and really there isn't.
It was good. Really good. Better than good. If I ever write fanfiction I want it to sound like this, be like this, without actually being this, because that's plagiarism and plagiarism is illegal. I know this may kill you to hear, but I said the same thing for Sophie and it isn't any less true. For someone so young, you're good, when I was your age I never could have dreamed of writing as well as you do, I read back and want to cry it's so...not good. Nowhere near as good as this. So you should be proud. (Do you see what I did there?)

[shawlyn]

Hi Brooklyn,
This is the second lot of 'One Direction" stories I have been reading. You handle the art of conversation beautifully and it just flows. keep it up.
Regards
Shawlyn

[Pencrafter]

I enjoy your display of story-telling skills. The way you describe the action and character dialogue pulls the reader right in to scene. I also appreciate the concise way you write some of the sentences, such as "We work our way through the still roaring crowd to a side door". This brief line conveys much information. Although I don't understand the teen-speak and haven't a clue about the music artists you're talking about, I still like the story.

[afra]

another chapter about 1D ...good job

[Odayin]

Few parts in this that I really like. Nicely done:)

[Amanda]

Another 1D fanfiction for me to read! Whatever it's okay, I think I love this one already. Great write! Continue, Brooklyn! :)

[Legolas]

Pretty good story. There are some grammar mistakes but good overall.

[Lydia]

My exact words, Casquatch. I am being swallowed in by another One Directon fanfic. I'm glad that this one is going to be about Harry more. In most of them Louis is the love interest. Although I would like to see one about Liam, too. And Niall.

[Sylvana]

Ohh jeez I'm being swallowed in by another One Direction fanfic.
But it's not a bad thing.
I actually want to see how this will go. Excellent job. Drew... she's a fangirl alright. She's worse than I am... and you should see me with some of my obsessions. (;