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Hey Jude I & II

It's Not Over



“I can’t believe you talked me into this!”

“You offered out of pity. You can’t back out now, Roger.”

“It wasn’t out of pity! I just feel so old and out of place.”

“I’m sure you’ll find plenty of women your age here . . . oh, there’s a space over there!”

We arrive at the stadium as Roger pulls into one of the few parking’s left. I thought we made it early but clearly three hours before concert is strictly for amateurs. If it weren’t for my parents purchasing a VIP package, including a meet and greet pass, I would have reason to fret.

I still haven’t forgotten that dream, I mean, who could? I didn’t share it with Roger or my parents; I saw no point. Still I couldn’t shake off the anxiety building inside. Unlike the hysteria that’s taken over every one of these fans, mine is greater. No one understands how much this means to me. I need this. I need to see him.

I don’t appreciate dreams where you wake up and find yourself feeling closer to someone despite their obliviousness. Unfortunately, I have to accept this dull life but I am grateful that I had this concert to look forward to. Still, I’m unprepared for the moment where I boldly search for Harry’s eyes only to find him looking pass me, fixed on some cute blonde.

All these worries filter through me as Roger and I make the devastating line. I can’t imagine all the meaningless signatures and robotic smiles. Yet this is my chance to see how much they genuinely love their fans. Looking at Roger, he’s as stiff as a board with hands in his pocket while looking straight ahead for the first sign of movement. What a sport!

Surely an hour goes by before we actually gain a few steps. It hits me. The screams escalate to intolerable frequencies but knowing I’m this close to the band is a high like no other. Roger is beyond disturbed and pained by the shrieks and mayhem. Perhaps I should’ve warned him better.

We eventually snake through the line and I can feel my hands begin to shake the nearer we get. There’s a woman handing out medium size posters at the front of the line and two guards are directing the flow of the greeters. Liam is first then Niall, Louis, Zayn and Harry. I’m relieved he’s last, this will give me time to build up courage. My palms are sweaty and my heart is banging savagely against my ribcage.

“Next!”

I look back at Roger who has his camera ready and steady. Striding timidly over to the band, I shake each of their hands while enjoying the distinct accents. Then I make eye contact and my heart is suspended from the rage.

“Hel-lo, I’m Harry,” his smile activates mine. “What’s your name?”

“Jude,” I extend my hand but he humbly moves forward and offers me a hug. I’m about to implode.

“Pretty name.”

Standing between Zayn and Harry, we pose for the pictures. I pray that Roger impresses the hell out of me with the results.

“I hope you enjoy the concert,” Zayn smiles.

“Thank you,” my answer is timid as I take one last good look at Harry, before my turn is completely over.

“Have we met before?” Harry stuns me and aside from his voice all I hear is silence. “I can’t help but think you look familiar . . .”


to be continued...

Notes


A/N: Chapter Playlist

"Let It Be" - The Beatles

"No Way" - The Naked and Famous


Some of you may not agree with what I did with this story, but don't give up on me yet!

There's more!

Because if you haven't noticed yet, I love surprises. I have another update coming up this Saturday. So it won't be long. Again, I'm extremely grateful for all those who have subscribed and voted for this story. Muah! And I've enjoyed talking back and forth with you gals, as well as getting to know you better while diving into your own stories. xoxo

Comments

85............why am i commenting on dirty things!

48 Is really kinky......but im still readidng it

ok so chapter 35 tells me how to cup nuts...ok

woow not even half of the book and there already fucking!! chapter 6 and 5 are the reason i don't have a boyfriend :(

Hey! Could you please answer me on Whattpad? I would be so honored to translate your amazing fanfiction into Russian.