(A/N Ok so this is a fan fiction me and my Friends wrote...We each wrote our own part so just tell me what toi think :) Do toi think we should write more??)

Mikaela's POV:
"Mikaela!" My mom yelled from downstairs. "Coming!" I yell back down as I finished combing my hair. Today was finally the jour I was waiting for, The jour I would finally go to a One Direction concert with two of my best friends. "Hurry up, MaKayla and Kaitlyn are waiting" My mom yells again. "Okay!" I half jog half walk downstairs, fully decked out in 1D gear. My mom stared at me, "If toi do see them tonight your gonna scare them" She laughs. I look down at my outfit, A "I l’amour One Direction" shirt, A varsity veste and, my red pants had One Direction citations written all over them. "So?" I ask just a little to sassy forgetting I was talking to my mom. "Watch your your tone young lady" My mom gave me the look that says "Do that again and see what happens. Try me". "Sorry" I mumble and walk over to Kaitlyn and MaKayla who were in the living room. I couldn't believe I was finally going to get to meet my one and only true l’amour Harry Edward Styles!

Kaitlyn's POV:
"Mikaela, hurry up! Whats taking toi so long?!" I yelled up to Mikaela who was STILL in her room getting ready for tonight. "We finally get to see my one and true l’amour Liam Payne and here toi are taking toi precious time getting ready and toi probably don't even look that pretty!" As Makayla sat on the hardwood floor trying not to pee her pants, from laughter. Finally Mikaela walked downstairs in her usual clothes. "Ello Loves!" Mikaela a dit in her fake British accent. "Good Afternoon my dear" MaKayla says back in her fake British accent. "Nice shoes" I say to Mikaela. "Thanks!" She squeals "I sure hope Harry thinks so too!" She smiles and looks at her shoes. One Direction of course, just like everything that girl owned. MaKayla pushes her playfully, "I thought we a dit Harry was mine" She smirks at Mikaela. "NO" Mikaela snaps back. I look from MaKayla to Mikaela. I don't want to have to break up another girl fight over who gets Harry. "Sorry Mrs. Styles" MaKayla holds up her hands in defense,Mikaela smiles at being called Mrs. Styles. I let out a sigh of relief, Sometimes I swear they act just like the boys.

MaKayla's POV:
"Kaitlyn! Hurry. I wanna get there. MIKAELA!! Let's go!!" I am all decked out in a One Direction t-shirt, skinny jeans,and black sparkly toms. This is going to be the best night of my life:) I cant wait to see Nialler and Hazza. They are my favori out of them all. Well Mikeala finally came out of her room. "Ello Mikaela" I say in a British accent. "I sure hope Harry thinks so too!" Mikaela says, Thats the only part I paid attention to. So I get defensive. "I thought we a dit Harry was mine." I smirk after saying that. "NO" Mikaela actually snapped at me. Then Kaitlyn just looks at us. But to stop it I say "Sorry Mrs. Styles." Mikaela smiles. She hasn't won yet though....