The Time I Cried At A One Direction Show

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I cried at a One Direction concert. Little did I know, that would be the last show of theirs that I would watch.

In 2010, I was 15 going on 16 and your typical teenager. I went to school, slept a lot and fell in love with One Direction.

I went to a concert of theirs in Nashville in 2011 and it was normal; I didn't cry. I sang my heart out and then left before Big Time Rush came on stage because let's be honest, everyone left when Big Time Rush came on. Shocking that I didn't cry at that One Direction show, considering this is called The Time I Cried. Nope, not that One Direction concert. It would take me six concerts over five years to cry.

I was in Chicago for a work event during the weekend of August 21, 2015 and I had no intention of going to the show. I was exhausted and just wanted to go home to Indiana. If we're being honest, I completely forgot that they were even going to be in town. But a wave of guilt swept over me, and StubHub came to my rescue. I was there at Soldier Field, ready to watch my favorite band in the world, for what would ultimately be the last time.

Zayn had already left, so it was just Niall, Liam, Harry and Louis on stage. Everyone at that point had known Zayn was gone. I mean, it happened in March. But seeing them, and there being only four guys on stage, I couldn't handle it. I was surrounded by kids, ranging from 4 years old to about 12 or 13. And here I was, 20 years old, sobbing. At that time, I had no idea they would eventually go on a hiatus. (For 18 months but its been 4 years so WHAT'S UP WITH THAT) No one knew what was going to happen. So I was sad. Sad that they were missing one person. Sad that we would never see Zayn perform with them again. I finally ate a hot dog and chilled out. Why cry when you could be having fun? But then, the sad tears turned to happy tears. Harry Styles had long hair and I had a lot to be thankful for.

But then “Don't Forget Where You Belong” started.

I will gladly get into a heated discussion as to why this is the superior One Direction song, but that's for another day. There is no song that can compare to “Don't Forget Where You Belong”, and this is why I cried at a One Direction show. I travel a lot for work, I have traveled for fun to many places and this song grounds me. Hearing it live was life changing. Crying so hard that my shirt was wet from the tears falling was life changing. Now having my son, Beckham, listen to the song is life changing.

Thank you, One Direction. For making me cry.