Georgia Rose's POV

I look at myself in the mirror. I suppose I look good. I decide I should start getting to the arena.. But should I text Niall to tell him first, or will it seem too soon? Oh to hell with it.

Me: Hey Ni, leaving 4 the arna now

Ni: Kay. Just say ur name 2 the lady/ guy @ the frnt dsk, Paul will show u 2 ur seet.

I nod at the phone, although he can't see me, and go to my car, not bothering with my mother. Little fucker!

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"Georgia Rose?" I say to the man at the desk. He looks at the list, then goes to make a phone call. Two minutes later, Paul emerges from the long line of screaming fans.

I follow him.

"Hey Paul, how's the best bodyguard in the world doin'?" He laughs.

"Not too shabby... How about yourself? Are you PUMPED for the concert?"

I laugh at his attempt at trying to use teenage language, but agree nonetheless.

"And here is your seat," he says when we come to the very first, yes I said FIRST, row. I look at him confused.

"No, I think you're mistaken. The first row is for-"

"VIPs, Georgia Rose.You are; maybe not to you, but to Niall." I nod my head and slide into my seat. Not that I will be sitting for the concert, but the boys haven't come out yet.

"Bye Paul!" I say waving. Ten I hear screams, and I look upon the stage. Surely enough, the boys have come out from behind the curtains.

Niall looks as if he was searching the crowd for someone, then his gaze falls upon the one and only, ME. Niall taps Harry's shoulder, whispers something, and Harry whispers to Louis, who whispers to Liam, who whispers to Zayn.

They all look at me and I start to feel self conscious. Their gaze breaks from mine as they start their newest song.... A song that they'd just written and nobody had heard yet...

Notes

HEHEHEHEHE..... What song do you think it is? Keep in mind what her name is *WINK WINK!*