About a year and a half ago, I remember laying on an air mattress in New York in my Nan's bedroom scrolling viciously through the ticket master website on the tiny screen on my phone. As I was getting pictures sent to me and calls from my friends back home who were at a party...I...well.. I was ordering One Direction tickets almost 2 years prior to the concert in Hershey. Being obsessed with Harry Styles for the past two years (which i will deny till the day I die if I ever meet him...you know, you cant come off as a crazed fan, DUH!) has not only made me insane, but has also made me anticipate the concert of my lifetime more and more each day. So this friday, Taylor Stork and I took a mini road trip to Hershey, PA to hear the hottest Brits serenade us that we don't know we're beautiful. Even though we do know that, I mean we are well aware.. but that's besides the point. Anywho..the concert was all I expected it to be. Bright lights, screaming girls, and not being able to understand Liam, Harry, Zayn, Louis, or Niall when they spoke. We even bought tickets the next day to see them again in Hershey since they were playing both friday and saturday. Savannah Watkins and Libby Kramer went to the concert saturday as well which was awesome to get to go with them too. Zack Artz actually got to meet Harry Friday night (and you bet your bottom dollar that we insisted to touch his hand that gave Harry a high five), so we were hoping mayyyyyyybbeeee just maybe we would get to meet him Saturday since Zack was working again. Well, Zack, we all still hate you, because that didn't happen. Why One Direction didn't want to meet a couple of crazy stalking fans is beyond me. Okay now this is becoming a novel and at this point in my life I don't know why I'm not writing one about all of my celebrity obsessions, probably because my mom is the only one who would buy it. So, in the words of One Direction, you got that one thing, boys. AND ILL ALWAYS LOVE U BYE.
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