Rae's POV

I cannot contain the excitement that is filling me up when I see my mom click the purchase now button. I let out a tiny squeal of anticipation, and my mother shoots me a look, as if I'm nuts. But, I'm not nuts. I'm far from it.

My mom just bought me a V.I.P package to go see One Direction in Chicago! Uh, YEAH! I'm just a tiny bit excited, you know. No big deal...

PSHH, BIG DEAL. I'm super duper beyond excited. This package includes the concert, of course, but I also get to have a meet and greet with the boys, go to soundcheck, and various souvenirs.

I get to MEET One Direction. I might faint.

I've loved One Direction for some time now. It wasn't from the very beginning, I didn't watch them on the X Factor. I was in the car with my friend Katie, and her sister, Cara, and they were antsy, making me listen to this song. They described it as, "This song is by these people who were on the X Factor in the UK", and proceeded to show me a picture of one of the members who looked very similar to a guy in our class. The song was "What Makes You Beautiful." I liked the song, and they also showed me "One Thing." For some reason, the next few days I could not think of anything else but "WMYB." I got on Youtube, and ended up listening to every single song on there.

I went a tad nuts. I watched everything I could. I loved their video diaries, to the extent that I have them all memorized. This was before they became widely popular in the U.S. People I talked to had never heard of them, and it was extremely cool to be so into a band that not many people knew about.

But, that changed. Just a few short months later, One Direction had literally taken over America. I could not be happier for the boys and their success, but I definitely missed when no one really knew about them.

And now, finally, after all this time, I, Rae Larson, get to meet the five boys I've been idolizing. It's really a dream come true. No one at my school understands, not even my best friends. But, finally, everything in my life seems to be going right.

**Two Weeks Later, Day of the Concert**

I am literally shaking with excitement! I'm on the drive to Chicago, from my home in Indianapolis. In just a few short hours, I will be meeting One Direction. YEAH. I'M FREAKING OUT.

I cannot wait to meet them. They seem like they're so funny, and just absolutely love life.

And, finally, we're pulling up to the building. My heart is beating out of my chest. I have a huge smile on my face. I'm ready to face my dream.

Harry's POV

And here we are, another concert, in another city. In just thirty minutes we will have to act excited and welcoming to a group of screaming girls as they live out their dream of meeting us.

Honestly, all of it is getting exhausting. Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't change it for the world, but the screaming girls are a bit much.

Niall, Louis, Zayn, and I have gotten in the habit of making fun of the girls that come up to see us. Normally we keep it to ourselves, and have a laugh later, but sometimes something will be blurt out.

Like one time, a girl came up to give me a hug. This girl had to have been almost seven feet tall. She towered over everyone. Niall and Louis argued back and forth on what type of tree she was. We all started cracking up, and the girl ended up running away in tears. Priceless.

Liam, of course, disapproves. He thinks we're being rude, and inconsiderate. Liam loves our fans, and would never make fun of them. That's a good thing, I suppose. But, we have to have a laugh somehow right?

I wonder what this group will bring to the table. Hopefully something good. Should be exciting. Chicago, will hopefully, live up to its potential.

Just twenty minutes now until the rush.

"Louis, you ready?"

"Yep. Are you man?"

"Oh, I was BORN ready."

We both laughed. Liam came strolling into the room. "You guys better be nice today."

Oh Liam. "Liam, you ruin all the fun."

"I mean it. Those girls are excited to see us. They didn't come to be made fun of. So, if you must, at least keep it to yourselves."

"Alright, alright. We will."

Satisfied, Liam left.

Louis and I looked at each other and cracked up. We both knew Liam was harmless, so if we did do something, he wouldn't be able to punish us. We would have our fun.

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