(note: in this story, the boys are all in an 10 at Boarding School)
'Danny?' I a dit to my best friend.
'Yes, Kenny?' she replied.
I slumped on the sofa. 'Why couldn't toi come with me?'
'My parents said: "There's no way in hell that we're letting toi go to a concert with randy old men looking for Cher Lloyd!"'
'Tough...' I said, biting my lip.
'Speaking of which, I'd better get ready. I've got to get there in an hour.'
'What?' Danny said, looking at her watch. 'It doesn't start for four hours.'
'I have to get there when they get there - I might meet them then.'
'What, FYD?' she said, sarcastically.
'No, One Direction!!' I said, giggly.
'You turn into an eleven-year-old schoolgirl every time toi even think about them,' Danny said, rolling her eyes.
Danny's a very dry, sarcastic sort of person. Closed off.
About half an heure later, I was dressed and ready.
I was going to the X Factor Live Tour. To see One Direction!! With the added bonus of Aiden Grimshaw.
The montrer was great. But before the show, I got the best surprise.
We got there two hours early, and we waited at the stage door. When One Direction went past, I tried to catch them.
'Hey! Hey!' I screamed. 'Wait up!'
But only Niall turned around, and he looked at me.
'Hey... I've been waiting for two hours,' I said, a bit starstruck. 'I was just wondering if I could have your autograph.'
He grabbed my arm, and he took me in with me.
'Here toi go,' he said, signing a napkin. 'Do toi want a picture?'
'Yeah, I'd l’amour one.'
I got out my camera and took a picture with him.
'Thanks!' I said, putting my camera away and walking away.
'Wait - ' he protested.
He grabbed my arm, and turned me around.
He kissed me. How amazing, right?!
'It's so funny how toi probably know everything about me, but I know absolutely nothing about you. Not even your name. What is your name?' He asked.
'Kenny. Well, Kendra, actually, but I always hated that name, so... Yeah. Kenny Freestone.' I laughed.
'Nice to meet you, Kenny. Wanna meet the guys?'
'Yeah, I'd l’amour to.'
He took me through, with his arm around me.
'Hey, guys, this is Kenny,' he smiled.
'How'd toi know her?' Louis asked.
'I just met her, she was outside the stage door.'
'That's so like you!' Zayn laughed.
'The show's about to start...' Liam said, checking his watch.
'Do toi want to watch through the wings?' Niall asked me.
'Er, I kind of paid alot for these tickets... Plus I wouldn't want to intrude.'
'Full refund,' Louis smiled. 'It's not very often Niall gets a girl interested. Savour it.'
Niall laughed. 'Shut up.'
'Really, I don't want to scrape...'
'Scrape?' Liam said, baffled.
'Interrupt,' I explained. 'A lot of people don't get it.'
'Oh, well, toi wouldn't be scraping, because I insist,' Niall flirted.
I giggled. 'Okay, then!'
I texted Danny.
'OMG! I can't believe what's happening! I'm backstage! Niall's kissed me!'
But I had this feeling in my gut.
'It won't last. He'll go and do this to another girl if toi even do start going out. '
I pushed it out of my head. I wanted to make this last. I'm NOT a stalker, par the way.
Well, maybe a bit. But not that much.
My phone didn't beep back for the rest of the night... Maybe I had no signal when I texted.
The concert was amazing. I got to muck about with the band whilst the other people were playing - and I met Aiden.
But he's 26, so... Yeah. I think Niall's the one for me!
He was still really nice. I hugged him.
Then when they went on, I was so happy.
'Tonight,' Niall said, looking through the wings, 'I'd like to dedicate this performance to a very special girl.'
The whole audience screamed.
'Pick me!' girls screamed.
'I'm sorry, girls, I've already picked her. Her name's Kenny Freestone. Come on out!'
'What, me?' I mouthed.
'Yes, you!' Niall mouthed back.
Someone handed me a mic and I walked onstage, shaking.
The audience cheered madly, although there were one ou two stroppy ten-year-olds with "I <3 Niall" on their t-shirts and hoodies...
'Well, hug, then!' Louis said, laughing.
I walked over shyly, and hugged him.
'Thanks,' I whispered.
'No prob,' he smiled back.
'So, what songs do toi know, Kenny?' Harry laughed.
'I am not singing!' I said, blushing.
'Come on. Do toi guys want her to sing?' Zayn a dit to the audience.
They all screamed.
'Okay then... Er... I know and l’amour the song Iris par the Goo Goo Dolls?'
Everyone screamed again.
'Okay, let's go!'
'What bits should I sing?' I a dit to Niall.
'Just sing when I sing.'
'I'll leave toi guys to the chrous though, cause toi guys always sing that together.'
'No, rejoindre in.'
After the song, I was mortified. Everyone cheered and clapped and stuff, but I think they were just doing it for the hell of it - it's One Direction!
I walked feebly, offstage.
After the show, I talked to Niall.
'So, do toi want to go out sometime?' Niall asked. 'I mean, we've finished the tour.'
'Yeah, I'd l’amour to, but you'd still go back to Ireland,' I said.
'Nah, didn't I tell you? We're staying here, we're going to Wolverhampton Youth School.'
'The boarding school?'
'That's my school!'
'Well, I'm closer than toi think, then. Call me sometime. ou text, whatever.'
'I think I'll do that,' I smiled.
I got the bus home, ecstatic.
My phone beeped.
'Yes, it's Danny!' I whispered to myself.
'What the HELL is this?!?!?!?'
It was a video message. A YouTube link.
Me, singing, with the band. Oh, God.
I didn't reply. I would face the wrath of Danny when I got home. Unless she was asleep.
Fat chance of that happening before at least one.
I got accueil and creeped in. The lights were off, so I turned them on.
'Kendra Freestone, what the hell is going on?!'