The Concert

A concert commonly means a musical performance given in public, typically by several performers. However, this concert was different. The most prominent and highly adored boy band was in tonight. The cold wind of New York was floating the air like it owned the place. Everyone around me were hugging themselves trying to keep their fragile body warm and waiting for the enormous gate to open and the strong stiff guards to move aside. It was merely dawn time, the sun was out and the evening breeze was around. Competing with each other, every single girl here wanted the first row. This was the only time where the feminism community didn't care about what happened to their clothing or there hairstyle. You could hardly see any guys meandering around, considering it was a boy band and how half of the internet guy population found them pure gay. Talking about the internet, it was engaging how everyone's attire was in orange. Wonder how? The boy band playing tonight apparently decided to post through their twitter soliciting the fans to wear orange to make the entire New York look dynamite. Dressed in orange crop top and black skinny jeans, I stood there waiting for the gates to open. The area was highly crowded and you could clearly see crazy fangirls hurdling up the entire arena.
It was time they opened the gate and let us in to see our idols and live while we were young. Nudged in the ribs and shoved here and there, all of us made out way inside a few running and a few trying to get their senses back. The place was jammed with hundreds of screaming girls. Buying fluorescent headbands and posters, every colleen took her place and waited for the sex gods to come on-stage. It was about time that they entered the biggest arena in the United States Of America, the madison square garden, with fireworks in the sky and five smoke bombs making a crackling sound on the anterior part of the stage as five sex gods made their way up the stage. The blaring and bellowing increased and the crowd went insane. The girls all around were immensely on their feet jumping up and down and it crazy. One Crazy night, five hot lads; four British and one Irish.