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Chapter 1

8:30 AM Sat. 3/15/13: HOPE OMG, WAKE UP, I HAVE NEWS! Xx
2 years earlier:
“JENNA, JENNA, JENNA, WAKE UP!!!! WE HAVE THE CONCERT TODAYYYYY!!!”

“Dear lord child, calm down! What time is it?!” I looked over at the clock and groaned. 7:30 AM. I would never understand why my 5 year old cousin was up at this hour jumping on my bed. “Come lay down with me for a while, Ally. You’re gonna wake everyone up babes!” I smiled as she climbed under the covers and cuddled up to me.

“Are you excited for tonight?” Ally asked me. To be honest, I wasn’t. I don’t even like One Direction. My aunt was going to take Ally, but about three months ago she was diagnosed with leukemia and was in a bad state. I couldn’t deal with Ally’s disappointment, so I decided to suck it up and take her to the concert/meet and greet.

“Yeah sure, what are you going to wear tonight? Remember, you get to meet the boys too.” Ally had been in a complete fan girl state for the past couple of weeks leading up to tonight, and I can’t blame her. She gets to meet her idols, and get their autographs.

“I’m gonna wear my pretty pink dress and my sparkly shoes!!!” That child had been in love with Toms ever since she fell for Louis Tomlinson a couple months ago.

“Alright, go get dressed cutie” She hopped out of bed and ran down the hall. After a few minutes of complaining to myself, I reached over to my nightstand and grabbed my phone walking to the bathroom. I logged into my Tumblr account and scrolled through some of the hate until one particular message caught my eye. Anon again. “You’re such an ugly little bitch, you should have died with your parents.” I froze… it was somebody who goes to my school. No doubt my URL would have gotten out and by Monday everyone would know entirely too much about me. That anon’s right though. I should have just died in that car crash with my parents. That’s when the tears started. Without thinking, I searched through the drawers under my sink and found the razor. With shaking hands and tears streaming down my face I drew the blade across my wrist. ‘Just one.’ I told myself. I don’t want to freak Ally out again. She’s the only one that’s noticed my scars. I told her I fall down a lot. You see, when I was 5 years old, my parents got in a car accident. They both died instantly, and my baby sister died in the ICU later that night. Only my older brother and I survived. I was always close to my brother Zack until I was 13, when he left for college and dropped all contact with us. I didn’t take it too well.

After cleaning the mess up, I turned on the shower and hopped in. Ugh, I don’t want to do this tonight. After a good 15 minutes I got out of the shower and threw on a sweater, jeans, and my old worn cowboy boots. (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=50327268)

(later)
I never realized how much one meet and greet could change my life.

After sitting around with my family for a while, with Ally talking excitedly to no one about the night, it was time to go to the meet and greet. Ally hopped into the front seat of my Jeep when she thought I wasn’t looking. “No, I don’t think so babe. Get in the back.” Ally pouted but climbed into the back seat, insisting we play some One Direction. Before pulling the car into gear, I reached over and took my iPod, plugging it in and pressing play. ‘Tell Me A Lie’ filled the car and Ally started singing along happily. About 45 minutes later we got to the mall. There were screaming teenagers everywhere, and I immediately started to panic. I can’t deal with this. Ally grabbed my hand and pulled me into the long line. After a couple minutes, she got tired and insisted that I give her a piggyback ride. She climbed onto my back and looked to see who was behind us.

“Hi, I’m Ally and I love Louis.” She said to the people behind her. I laughed, she was so social, everyone had to know her. She started talking to the lady and her daughter about anything she could think of, which surprisingly made the line go faster. I pushed up the sleeves on my sweater, and adjusted Ally on my back. I had bracelets covering my wrists, so no one would see the scars anyways. Soon enough we were nearing the front of the line and Ally started screaming. She was having what I called a fan girl attack. I set her down on the floor, and bent down to her level.

“Got your CD, Al?” I question. She nodded happily. “Alright, it’s almost our turn, and you won’t get much time with them, so you can’t talk too much.”

“Okaaay Jenna, okayyy.” She rolled her eyes. She was so adorable. We eventually got to the stairs and Ally kept jumping to see them up close. When it was our turn, her breath caught. She instantly became shy.

“Hey babes, I’m Zayn, what’s your name” ‘Zayn’ asked while signing her CD. That got her to calm down.

“I’m Ally” she beamed. “This is my cousin Jenna. You should marry her.” Zayn laughed.

“I’ll think about it Ally”. With that we moved on. Niall flattered Ally and gave her a wink and passed her on to the next boy. She was smiling so big now, and I was happy to be a part of this with her. Next up was Louis. I knew who he was.

“Hey! I’m Louis do you like carrots?” He asked Ally and me.

“Yep, but I love you more. I’m even wearing Toms.” She told him matter-of-factly.

“Do you really now?” He asked. She just nodded and told him to call her sometime, which made him and Niall burst into a fit of laughter. I swear, that girl could make anyone fall in love with her. Next up was Harry Styles. He was really cute, I had to admit. But seemed like a flirt. That was confirmed with a wink. Ally had decided she was sick of holding the CD so she had handed it to me. As I was passing the CD to Harry, my bracelets slipped, exposing my scars to him, including the fresh, angry red line. He signed the CD but grabbed my wrist and pulled me close into a hug. I was so confused by the gesture, but I went with it because it’s not everyday you get hugged by a celebrity. As we pulled away, he turned and whispered in my ear “Promise me you won’t cut ever again. It’s not worth it.” I was so shocked, I could barely get out a reply.

“Ok I.. I won’t.” I squeaked.

“Good.” He gave me a small smile, and we moved onto Liam Payne. After singing Ally’s CD, Liam looked up at me with a questioning look in his eyes.

“What was that about?” he gestured to Harry who was flirting with some blonde girl.

“I don’t even know.” I managed. He just gave me a smile and said something to Ally. I didn’t catch it, but it made her blush. Soon enough it was all over and we headed to the food court to get some food.
The concert went by in a rush. I could feel myself falling in love with the band. It was all because of Harry Styles. I caught myself watching him on stage. After a while I started to enjoy the concert and dance around and sing like an idiot with Ally. It was such a blast. The boys left the stage, much to my disappointment and we headed home. Ally fell asleep in the car and I was left alone to my own thoughts. When we made it home, I rushed upstairs and logged onto my Tumblr. I found the one Directioner that I did follow and I sent her a message. Soon enough I got a reply. From a girl called ‘Hope.’

Notes

Chapter contains self-harm, so don't read if you don't want to see that.

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