[Note: originally posted 28 June 2013]
At 11:09, I start to watch the clock. Perhaps it’s a little childish of me, but it’s still a tradition of mine. My friends aren’t happy that I’ve made them stop walking in the middle of the sidewalk, but maybe they’re just cranky because it’s late and they really want to go to bed after the night we just had.
My friends start complaining about how the crosswalk’s light told us to walk at 11:10. I ignore their complaints and simply watch the four little numbers on the screen in front of me. I can’t wish yet or else my wish won’t come true. My wishes have never come true before, so I don’t understand why tonight would be any different. I could just be getting my hopes up after seeing the boy of my dreams in concert, but for now I’m just going to hope that something will be different about tonight’s wish.
Finally it is 11:11. I could wish for anything I wanted, even something crazy like Harry Styles or any of the boys I just saw. They aren’t my wish, though. Watching my friends finding their purposes in life has made me wish that I could find the reason why I was put on earth. I wish I could find my purpose, my talent. I wish that I could find the person I was meant to be with. Maybe they could help me find out who I am. I close my eyes tight and just hope that maybe this will be the wish to come true.
I open my eyes and finish making my wish. The last white number on the screen changes, and it is 11:12. I cannot wish anything else now, or else the wish I just made will definitely not come true. I look up to find that my friends have crossed the street without me, and I make the hasty decision to try and catch up before the light changes. I begin to cross the road when I have the feeling that I need to turn around and look at something. It’s a feeling that can’t be explained, but I just knew I had to turn and look.
On the sidewalk where I stood only moments ago was the one and only Harry Styles. I find it odd that he is standing alone and undisturbed, but he looks up from his own phone and my eyes meet his. I am almost onto the curb, but the curly-haired boy across the street puts me in a trance and keeps me from taking that one last step.
The trance I’m in is broken as his green eyes widen. Only when I’m hit with bright white light do I realize the reason why he must have noticed someone like me in the first place.
I do not know what time it is now, but I can tell it is only hours after I last looked at the four white numbers on my phone. Something does not feel right, and I’m afraid to open my eyes and see what’s wrong.
"I think she’s awake," a male voice says from beside me. The voice sounds familiar, but I just can’t tell where I have heard it before.
I start to open my eyes as slow as I possibly can, but then I remember just where I’ve heard the voice before. My eyes shoot open at the realization of who was there. The green-eyed boy with messy hair is the first thing I set my eyes on. I feel a slight pressure in my hand and notice he has my hand in his. It should be strange because we have never spoken before, but it feels right.
"Do you believe in 11:11 wishes?" He asks with a smile. It is the sweetest smile I have ever seen, and it is amazing to see such a smile in person. "I do. Last night at 11:11, I wished that I could see my true love. Then I wished I could talk to her right then and there, but I realized it was 11:12 and it was too late.
"It’s 11:12 now. Do you know what I just wished for?"
I shake my head, but I can already guess the next words out of his mouth.
"My 11:11 wish was for my one true love to wake up."
[Note: originally posted 27 June 2013]
Harry: Maintaining a long-distance relationship with the famous Harry Styles was hard, but you managed to find time to spend together with his busy schedule. Your high school’s (American) football team had their state championship game the only night Harry would be in town, so Harry suggested that you buy him a ticket so he could experience it with you. The two of you sat in the middle of the sea of students for the whole game. Harry seemed to be cheering more than you did, though there was one time he accidentally cheered when the opposing team scored. Nobody screamed louder than the two of you when your team won. Harry had to leave as soon as the game was over, but before he left he promised that you would do something like that again soon.
Liam: You entered a contest not expecting to win, but you did. What was the prize? Singing the national anthem at a baseball game plus tickets for you and one guest for the game. You invited Liam because he suggested you enter the contest in the first place. After you were done with the anthem, you and Liam sat and cheered for the home team for the whole game. When the kiss cam came up, it was no surprise the camera landed on the two of you. Of course you laughed and kissed for the camera. The home team ended up winning the game, and to celebrate the ball field put on a small fireworks display. As the last firework fizzled out, Liam kissed you again and thanked you for inviting him to the game.
Louis: You weren’t really interested in sports, so when Louis asked you to go to a football game with him you were a little surprised. However, you agreed to go with him anyway. You went to the game with him and he explained absolutely everything to you so you would know what was going on. You left the game knowing a lot more about it and with a stronger bond with Louis.
Niall: He was the one who suggested you go. You always talked about how it was easier for you to pay attention to sports when you were watching live and Niall finally decided that it was time for you to go to one together. When the night of the football game came, Niall brought you a jersey to match his. The two of you arrived at the arena decked out in your matching jerseys and many of his fans who were at the game told you that the two of you were so cute. The game started and you and Niall became hypnotized by the game. Niall wasn’t happy that your team lost, but after you told him that was a lot more fun being there with him than watching it on TV alone, his mood brightened almost instantly.
Zayn: You didn’t want to go in the first place, but Zayn convinced you to. He got free tickets to a basketball game so he invited you and one of the other boys to go with him. The team the three of you were cheering on was losing so badly that eventually you and Zayn decided to leave early and watch the game from the comfort of Zayn’s living room with food you didn’t have to spend a fortune on.
[Note: originally posted 29 June 2013]
It ended the way it started. They became known as the boys on the stairs and they ended as the boys on the stairs. We knew that day was coming, but no one wanted to talk about it. The subject was possibly the touchiest one in the fandom, even on that last day.
We knew it was coming when Louis lashed out during a concert because of a fan’s sign. However, we all ignored the incident and continued on with our lives because we thought that the problem would go away itself if we ignored it entirely.
One week before, Zayn was out in public for the majority of the day. Though he took pictures with every fan that he could, the dark-haired boy wasn’t actually smiling in a single picture. The blame for his strained smile was placed on such little, insignificant things just so we could convince ourselves that everything was okay.
When Liam got upset over fans calling his hotel room the first time, he couldn’t apologize enough. This time, he made no effort to apologize for voicing his opinions on Twitter. The harsh tweets remained online until that final day when he removed them. This too was blown off as we told ourselves that it was going to be alright.
Even Harry seemed different than he did before. His own cheeky grin was replaced with a fake smile. Harry was known for being an awful actor, but we all pretended that was his normal smile. We did everything possible to keep the thought of saying good-bye out of our heads.
The night before, no one could ignore the impending doom. Our special snowflake let a few tears out while he was singing Little Things, and the boys were unable to continue the concert for nearly twenty minutes because of the Irish boy’s distress. We still wouldn’t admit it out loud, but we knew. We had known all along.
That final day, we got no warning for the video they put up on YouTube. All five boys tweeted the link to a video, and so many of us were scared to open the link. We were scared of the truth. The brave few that watched in the video almost wished we hadn’t. Seeing those five boys back where they started sparked so many memories for us. They didn’t look the same on the outside as they did years earlier, but we knew the the goofy boys we fell in love with were still on the inside.
Most of us burst into tears hearing them say those signature introductory words: “Hello, we are One Direction.” Some of us managed to watch the whole video with dry eyes but broke down when we realized what we just watched. We were all sad, though, because this was the end of it all. We were with them through it all- from the bottom of the stairs to the top of the world. This video was the end, their own swan song.
They told us it was okay to be sad. Even the greatest things had to come to an end sometime. They thanked us for never giving up on them, because without us they wouldn’t have made it as far as they did. They were possibly the most thankful people in the world that day, even if all the thanks meant that it was the end.
We tried to convince ourselves that maybe it wasn’t the end as we watched, because no one said that it was the end of them for a little while. The boys became silent halfway through the video, and the pained smiles on their faces as the next line was spoken was heartbreaking.
"We have had the best time of our lives together, but unfortunately it’s time for us to move on."
Our boys on the stairs continued to tell us how thankful they were. Even though things got crazy sometimes, they loved us to death. Even with what they just told us, we had to love them. They would always be the amazing boys on the stairs to us.
In the end, not that much really mattered to them. They never cared whether we shipped Larry or Elounor. Age never mattered. Whether we were male or female made no difference. They especially never cared how long we were fans; any fan was a good fan.
All the boys on the stairs ever wanted to do was make music and mean something to people like us.
[Note: originally posted 26 June 2013]
Harry: It was a big day for the two of you. It had been a long nine months, but you knew the wait was worth it. After nine months and a few more hours of pain, the two of you finally got to hold your little bundle of joy in your arms. When you got too tired to keep your eyes open, Harry took the baby from you. You woke up later and Harry was telling the baby in his arms just how beautiful they were and how happy he was that they were finally there with you.
Liam: At first you insisted it was just a little cold. Things had gotten worse and Liam had insisted you see your doctor one day when he called you while on tour America. One thing led to another and you ended up in the hospital. The doctors said you would only be there for a day or two, but Liam still made the trip back home to see you. You told him he didn’t really have to spend his few days off visiting a sick girl, but he said there wasn’t anything he would rather do than spend time with you.
Louis: You both knew the news wasn’t going to be good. You knew by the way the doctor called you instead of telling you your test results over the phone. When the doctor told you that you tested positive for cancer, he gave you and Louis a few minutes to take it all in. Louis stayed strong for you then and helped you pull yourself together so you could discuss your next steps with the doctor. Your treatment started soon after that, and Louis was there for you for everything. He always did his best to stay strong in front of you. He even kept you strong as you fought your battle and you loved him for that. He was your rock through it all, and perhaps that’s the reason why the two of you sat in the same hospital so many years later with your first beautiful grandchild in your arms.
Niall: Niall always joked about how clumsy you were and you would always argue that you weren’t even though you knew you were. You tripped over your own two feet all the time. This time was different though. You were expecting an important phone call, but you still had to shower for a party you and Niall had been invited to. You had decided to try and get clean and hope that you didn’t get the phone call while you were in the shower. Luckily for you the call came just as you got out. You got yourself wrapped up in a towel but forgot to dry your feet. Naturally you slipped on the smooth floor and the pain that you suddenly got in your foot was so bad that Niall had to drive you to the hospital. You kept apologizing about missing his party, but he insisted nothing else mattered to him until your foot got fixed. But even then he had to get on you about your clumsiness and you couldn’t help but to agree with him just this once.
Zayn: He had asked you to stay home that night, but you told him that you had to run and get the one thing that was missing for the the breakfast you were making in the morning. Unfortunately, the grocery store that you went to was across the street from a fairly popular bar. You weren’t paying close enough attention as you pulled out of the parking lot and there you were hours later, laying in a hospital bed in a boring white room. Zayn got there as fast as he could; when you woke from your slumber, he told you that he wasn’t going to leave your side while you were there. Zayn didn’t break his promise, and when you were released to leave his hand held on tightly to yours until you were home.
[Note: originally posted 12 May 2013]
Harry: Honestly, you had never laughed so hard in your life. Harry was was so out of his mind. First he had shown up to your house an hour later than he said he would. Then he realized that he had forgotten the flowers he had bought at home. Your mother told him he didn’t need to buy her flowers, but he insisted that he go back and get the flowers. When he returned with the flowers and a card in hand, you noticed that unlike most Mother’s Day card envelopes, the one he had was blue. When your mother opened the card, she looked at Harry and laughed. ”I love this card, but isn’t it Mother’s Day?” Harry looked at the Father’s Day card in your mother’s hand and laughed. The he turned towards your dad. ”It looks like you’re getting a Mother’s Day card next month!”
Liam: You started out your morning with Mother’s Day brunch with his family. It went well and the food was absolutely delicious. Soon after finishing the meal, his family had a few presents to give to the special lady of the day. You felt bad for only being able to offer a card while Liam and his siblings offered such amazing gifts. When the festivities with his family were starting to die down, the two of you decided to depart so you could visit your own mother. Though sitting in front of a chunk of granite wasn’t as cheerful Sunday brunch, sitting with your best friend talking about the woman who was the reason you were alive would be the event you would remember the most from your first Mother’s Day without her.
Louis: When you got the text from Louis on Saturday night saying that you and your family needed to keep your schedules free on Sunday, you became suspicious. Then you got another text from him Sunday morning, Mother’s Day, telling you to make sure that you were all dressed up nicely and someone would be picking you up at five. That was when you knew he was up to something. At five on the dot, the fanciest car you had ever laid eyes on was sitting in your driveway. Half an hour later, the vehicle pulled up to the most commendable restaurant around. In fact, you could hardly believe it when the driver announced that it was your stop. Your family found its way inside and to a table where Louis and his whole family was seated. Both your families enjoyed an amazing meal, and when the waiter came to the table after the meal he handed a single bill to Louis. Louis announced that he would be paying for everyone. ”He’s a keeper,” your mother whispered into your ear and you couldn’t help but to smile. ”Anyone who’s not afraid to spoil their mother- let alone their girlfriend’s mother- is a real keeper.”
Niall: It had been horrible planning on your part to go on a trip the same weekend that Mother’s Day was on. You and Niall felt horrible for going to the Bahamas on his first weekend off in a couple months and leaving your mothers at home. However, you decided that the least you could do was to have some flowers sent to them and try to set up a video call. Finally, the time you had all scheduled with your mothers came but you were having issues trying to get the video to work. In the end, you decided to call your mothers on the phone and make sure the flowers were received and that they had an amazing Mother’s Day, even if you couldn’t spend it with them.
Zayn: You and Zayn had been happily married for a few months when Mother’s Day rolled around. The special day gave the two of you an excuse to throw a party. When the day finally came, your family and friends were gathered in your extensive living room. A few of the mothers were flaunting the jewelry their husbands and children bought or made for them while they waited for something to happen. The snack trays hadn’t been put out yet, but you and Zayn wanted to make an announcement first. The two of you stood in front of the crowd and Zayn announced that you had something to say. When the room become almost completely silent, you began to talk. ”Today is a day to celebrate mothers. They’re always there for us, even when we don’t want them to be.” That caused a bit of laughter from some guests, and you couldn’t help but laugh too before continuing. ”On this Mother’s Day, our parents will be getting more than some fancy jewelry or flowers.” You and Zayn shared a smile before he finished the speech for you. ”Mum, Mrs. Y/L/N… you’re going to be grandmothers.”
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