Chapter Six The First Connection

"A year later, I met Millie for the very first time."

I loved spring but I loved summer more. What's there not to love about summertime? There's no school, no homework, no waking up early or stressing over school. It was Heaven on Earth. There's three months we're going to be fun and adventurous as Reid put it and I had no doubt in my mind it wouldn't be.

The past summers, Reid actually got me out the house and went somewhere other than the park. We toured all of London and I discover places I never been, much less heard of them.

It was a very nice experience.

But I think Reid kind of regrets asking me what my favorite music was because once I told him, there was no going back. He was stuck listening to One Direction with me all day, every day. And it was great for me because I Mum or Dad had to go with me to their concert anymore; Reid could go.

I could tell he was utterly miserable but he tolerated it for me and I thought that was very sweet of him. He got used to it and it became an annual thing of ours. Every summer, they had a concert in London and we went to it.

If you were to ask Reid about it, he would tell you, I dragged and forced him to go but really he wanted to go. I think he secretly grew to like them but he didn't want me to know he liked them. He swore up and down, he would never go to another concert again but look at him, going back to another one.

He would never admit it but it's okay. As long as I could go to the concert and scream at the top of lungs, everything was perfect. And speaking of concerts, there was one tonight and of course I was going to it.

"Aliyah!" Mum called me. "Reid's here!"

I smiled, excited. "Coming!"

I grabbed my favorite colorful over the shoulder bag and walked out my room, heading for the family room. And just like she said, Reid was standing by the door, mentally preparing himself for this two hour long concert.

I grinned. "Ready?"

"Ready to get this over with." He muttered.

Mum laughed. "Have fun, you two."

"One of us will that's for sure." Reid said as we walked out the door and to his car.

I asked him if it was his parents' car once and he replied yeah. I've been friends with Reid for a while now and I never really met his parents before. Every time I asked about them, he would tell me they were very busy people and didn't have the time to met his best friend. He said his father was a very busy man once when I first met him and the only reason why they were here was because of a promotion.

If they didn't have time to met me, they couldn't have time to spend with their son, right? He had to be lonely sometimes. But then again, Reid was very mature for his age, most of the times anyway.

We got in the car and he drove us to the soon to be overcrowded stadium. We got there a bit early but all for good reasons. I didn't like fighting against the crowd and it was easier to get to our seats.

The concert didn't begin until another forty five minutes so they wasn't a whole lot of people here but I'd get it ten minutes before a whole sea of people came barging in through those doors, rushing to their seats.

I'd had to say, we got some pretty good seats, thanks to my Dad. But thinking about it, I always get good seats. He knew how much I loved One Direction so we were always near the front but not so close to the stage where I would break my neck trying to look up to them.

"Can they just start the concert already?" Reid complained twenty minutes later.

"It's about to begin, calm down."

And right before they walked onto the stage, they started a video of them on the road again to us and I couldn't help but smile through the whole thing.

But doing the video, my vision would go to something blurry but would go back to being normal when I blinked a few times. I ignored the first time and got ready for the concert to start.

The opening was Clouds and it was amazing. They had a lot of energy in that song and it was a hell of an entrance with the smoke machine. Then a few seconds later, they emerged from it.

They screams started awhile ago but they grew louder the second they saw the boys. I wasn't going to lie, I was screaming my my head off. I could see Reid covering his ears.

The concert was just like I expected it to be. I mean I've been too a lot of them, and they never seemed to let me down. I didn't know how they could do some many concerts with the same energy over and over again. They were amazing and that's why I loved them.

"Sing it!" Liam yelled.

He didn't need to tell me twice. I was already singing but I sang louder and my voice is horrible yet in that moment I didn't care.

"This time I'm ready to run, escape from the city and follow the sun!"

I looked at Reid and he rolled his eyes. I smiled at him before looking back at the stage, singing my heart out.

The concert probably would be shorter if it wasn't very Harry's speech at the end but it was worth it. He said some very kind words to us and they played the very last song.

They blew kisses and waved at us as they went through the entrance they came out of in the beginning.

"Thank God that's over." Reid said as we began to leave.

"When are you just gonna admit it?"

He rose an eyebrow. "Admit what?"

"That you actually love One Direction."

"Uh, never. I don't love them. It's actually the very opposite."

I rolled my eyes. "Sure, sure."

We made it to the car and he unlocked it. I pulled on the handle and stepped inside. Since we were close to the entrance, it would be awhile before we could exit the parking lot.

Just there, while, I was staring out the front window, my vision went blurry again but this time, I saw a shape. I blinked my eyes, rapidly, and I was back looking at the car in front of me.

I glanced at Reid to see if he noticed anything weird but he was tapping his thumb on the wheel, waiting to get out of the line, oblivious.

I told myself, I needed to get my eyes checked out because this has never happened to me before and it was very strange.

Finally, the line began to move and got out of the parking lot. We drove in silence on the way to my house. I was still thinking about my blurry vision that happened twice that night.

We made it to my house in ten minutes and I unbuckled my seatbelt.

"Thank you for coming with me." I said, as I opened the door.

"Being forced to come is more like it."

"Whatever. I know you love the concert."

"I'll see you tomorrow, Aliyah."

I stepped out the car. "Okay. Bye."

He waited until I opened the front door before driving off. Mum and Dad were still up when I entered the family room. Dad was on his computer while Mum was reading a book. They glanced up at my entrance.

"Hey, Sunshine" Dad greeted me. "How was the concert?"

I sat down on the arm of the couch. "It was great. It's always great."

I talked to them for a few minutes more before saying my goodnights. I took my shower and did my nightly routine and next thing I knew, I was laying on my stomach on my comfortable bed, falling asleep.

I was dreaming, peacefully and then a had a strange feeling that woke me up, abruptly. I lifted my head up and noticed the small area of drool on my pillow and hand. Yep, I was sleeping good. I wondered what woke me up.

I glanced at the clock by my bed and noticed the time. It was barely six o'clock. It was too early to be up but I couldn't go to sleep. Something was keeping me up.

I sat upright and looked around my room, everything was in the same place as it was before I went to sleep. I listened for any noise that could've woke me up but it was silent.

Mum and Dad were already gone for work so I haven't had a clue to why I woke up. Usually I didn't get up until twelve and that was on my good day.

Then like the previous two times, my vision went blurry and the shape came back. I was going to blink my eyes like I did before but a voice stopped me.

"Focus"

Focus? Focus on what? The shape? Did it want me to concentrate on the shape that was in front of me? I did it anyway. I put all my attention on the shape and soon I wasn't in my bedroom but standing in the field of flowers, a place I was all too familiar with and standing in front of me was a mirror.

I was looking at my reflection. I didn't have wavy hair but I didn't look too bad with it.

But the longer I kept looking at this mirror, I realized it wasn't a reflection. It was girl who looked just like me and she saw the same thing because she frowned as she looked at me.

"Do I know you?" She asked.

Before I could respond, I was snapped back into my room, blinking my eyes. What the hell was that?

I wasn't dreaming, was I?

I mean weird things did happen to me but seeing a girl I never saw before and her feeling the same way was something new.

I felt this strange connection between us and I couldn't explain why.

I could tell Reid about it but he would just think I was crazy and wouldn't believe me. So I decided to keep it to myself. Until I could find a reasonable explanation to why I was seeing things that weren't standing in front of me.

If I would've knew what I would eventually find out months later, things would've been different.

Or maybe not.

We would never know now. Right there, I should've been able to put the pieces together and realize I wasn't going crazy and this wasn't just a dream or coincident.

I had powers that no one was capable of harnessing. And all this time, Reid knew and he lied to me. They said it was all for our protection but really was it? Did it do more harm than good?

Was separating us the right thing to do? I didn't believe so. If we were kept together, nothing would've got passed us.

At the time, I truly believe I was just an ordinary girl. Nothing was special about me but how wrong was I?

All the time, the kids called me weird, it was because I wasn't like them and that was okay. I was better than them because they would never do the things I would do in due time. I wasn't ordinary because I wasn't from this world.

And not soon enough, the two girls came to visit me yet again and that time, they gave me all the answers I possibly needed. But at the time I didn't understand it until much later but by then it was already too late.