"Want to know what scares me? What scares me is one day when I'm older, have my own place, I'm going to be in my old room packing away everything I own. All the clothes, toys, photos, memories in a box. Then I face my walls; the walls covered with 5 boys who changed my life. 5 boys who saved many lives, brought smiles to thousands of faces, sold out arenas in record time, those 5 boys who made thousands of girls feel beautiful for 3 minutes and 20 something seconds. Those memories flash by in my head; The Brit Awards, SNL/ICarly, the fights, the love, the laughs, the inside jokes that no one would ever get, the hate towards management, the freak outs, the tears, the smiles would all come back to me. Their CD's that went Gold, Platinum, those CD's that we waited for, counted down the days, the seconds, stood on line in the freezing cold/burning weather. It was all worth it. The bashing towards haters, the hate we would send whenever anyone said something awful about one of the boys their family, friends, or girlfriends,, the screenshots from facebook of the stupid Directionaters who only knew about WMYB and how that song was their 'first' sing instead of Torn. Those memories playing like a movie, tears falling from my face. I would take all the posters, the magazines that they were in; the preteen ones and more older teen ones, their CD's, and all of their merchandise I would have. All of that would be in its own special box, a special place in my heart, life, soul. One day in the future when I'm married and have kids, I'll find the box and look through it. My kids might ask me what I'm looking at or why I am crying, but I'll just shake my head. They would never understand it. Understand on how a boy band could ever change my life, make me beyond dedicated, bring me so many friends from around the globe who share the same love for those 5 boys. I would say to my kids that it's nothing, close the box and continue on with my life, but a part of me no matter how old will remember my younger years fangirling over them. Niall, Liam, Harry, Louis, and Zayn. The 5 boys who changed lives for the better. No matter how old, where I am, I will ALWAYS be a Directioner. And I am honored to say that I will always be one till the day I die."
"Imagine, in 20 years. You're in the car and your daughter bugs you to change the radio station. So you slam a random button and hope its a song she'll enjoy. The mans voice on the radio speaks. You sigh and almost hit the next button. "This ones for all you older ladies. I know you remember the words. Sing along." A familiar guitar strum sounds. From Grease maybe? Then the cowbell. And suddenly, you remember. "What's this?" You're daughter asks. "Sh." You say turning it up as the words come in. "You're insecure, don't know what for." The picture of Liam's face pops into your head. On that beautiful beach in LA. Without meaning, you begin to sing along. All the boys memories flood your head. The fandom, the tweets, the fights, the concerts, the trips, the fangirling, the friends. Your eyes yet up instantly. The song ends and you can't help but shut the radio. You're not in the mood to listen anymore. "Who was that?" Your daughter asks. You wipe the tear from your eye and half laugh. "Just a band I used to like." You say. There's no reason explaining it all to her. She'll never understand just how much One Direction meant to you."
re-read these and cried again
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