One Direction concert

After trying to get tickets back in November, trying again a day before the concert and wanting to go out of the country to see them, I had to give up on my dream to see the guys of One Direction in the flesh. A day before the concert, new tickets were being sold, and I saw my change to try again. Without succes. Via Twitter and Instagram I found out that Niall and Harry already were in The Netherlands. I wanted to go and look for them, but after crying over everything for two hours, my mum wouldn't let me go.

So the next day, also the day of the concert AND my brother' birthday, I didn't want to get out of bed and start studying again for my finals. I dragged myself out and started on school. A normal day, doing some shopping for my brother' party and buying dinner for the night. My parents were going to be eating rice, and I was going to be munching on a salad with chicken en pasta (Side note: I hate rice, and with my braces, it's a struggle to eat). We even had a little chat with the neighbour.
Once returned inside, I checked twitter and my mum checked her emails.
Now, this is where it get's exciting!
She had entered the waitinglist that same morning, because there was talk about more tickets coming that day. She went on the website, and was able to buy ONE ticket. I couldn't sit still anymore, and even as I'm typing this, my hands get clammy and I'm shaking a little. So while I was walking around the house, my mum paid for the ticket and told me 'I got it. It's yours. You're going to see them.'

My mind went blank. I, the person that has tried so many times to get tickets and cried because she wasn't able to go, had a ticket. Just one, so I was not allowed to call up my friend and yell that we were going, but I was going.

An hour after we had purchased the ticket, I was in the Ziggo Dome Arena waiting for the show to start. It was total madness before, because the had asked us to wear orange because of the new king, and I had to look for something orange that would still look a little normal. I ended up wearing my brother his old soccer shirt, which is four sizes to big. But hey! I had orange on and I was going to see them.

And to say it was amazing... Huge understatement. It was everything I expected and more. I did miss my best friend next to me to fangirl with, but the fact that I didn't know anybody made me feel free. I screamed and lost my voice, and left a few tears roll as the show progressed.

I can easily say it was the best night I've had so far, and I will never forget all the things that happened that night. Like the fan-actions that were held during 'Change my mind' and 'Little things'. Or the wardrobe change from casual to orange suits with matching jerseys, all orange! Or the moments when the guys got a little emotional seeing/hearing the crowd (I can go on forever...).

So here are some pictures :)