There is no feeling like this one your very first concert. The process of getting to this very feeling was a whirlwind of emotion's. The whole process began in the spring of last year. My favorite music artist, who goes by the name Harry Styles, announced he would be going on tour for his debut solo album. I don't think my heart has ever started beating that fast. Even though I had no transportation or absolutely no money, I was determined to see Harry Styles in concert. I remember the utter exhaustion I felt from staying up till the wee hours of the morning waiting for a verification code just be able to be able to buy a ticket. I felt as if I was on top of the world when I got a code after 3 in the morning. But I knew the wait wasn't over. Ticket day had yet to come upon us. Although I knew the tickets wouldn't be on sale till 10 a.m and I knew I could get a good nights sleep my queasy stomach told me otherwise. As the time inched closer and closer the excitement grew more and more until it took over my entire body. When the clock had 10:00, my shaking hand had entered the verification code only for Ticketmaster to say that all the tickets have been sold out. My heart had dropped down to my stomach and my face had gotten hot. I remember my eyes filling up with warm tears. I couldn't believe my eye's when i saw that the time was only 10:01. At that very moment I didn't feel like talking to anyone. The top of the world feeling I had from a couple days was once gone. It seems as though mother nature knew what I was feeling because the sky was dark and gloomy and was crying just as I was. I remember not wanting to get out of bed that day. My mom knew I was down in the dumps so she took me to a place she knew I would be happy at: Chick- Fil- A. It took me a couple days for it to sink in that I would not be seeing my favorite artist on his first ever solo tour. As the time moved on I could now see others people social media's post about them going on tour without feeling like I was going to cry again. Soon enough the time went by and it was now December. My birthday is on December 1 so the gifts were rolling in. Because the holidays were approaching I had accumilated enough money from my birthday and the day's in between to buy some Christmas gift. With everything bought I still had a very nice amount of money left. I suddenly remembered that a couple of weeks ago that it was announced that Harry would be adding more tour dates because of how in demand the tour was. There was my heart pounding again. I could hear my heart pounding in my ear had I was purchasing the tickets. When my phone screen had showed the conformation that the tickets were now mine, i couldn't believe it. I immediately ran down stairs to my parents and did the most ridiculous happy dance I could muster up. Because the concert wasn't until June of next year, the waiting game was on. Over the next 6 months I was going over every detail in my head from what I was going to wear to what my hair was going to be like. I couldn't help but to talk about it to anyone who would listen. I sincerely apologize to anyone who has ever had to hear me ramble on and on about Harry Styles and the concert. The night before the concert, the anticipation and excitement had kept me awake. When I had woken up i hadn't had the desire to eat or anything. I was just ready to get out and to the arena. Through out the day I remember having to take multiple deep breaths as the excitement had kept creeping and creeping. Finally the time had approached for us to get on the road and to the Wells Fargo Center. The doors hadn't opened yet so we were left to wait outside. I was so excited that in the moment the heat and the glaring sun hadn't bothered me like it would any other day. The eagerrness was so apparent that I couldn't help but ramble to my mom about pointless things as the time inched closer and closer.When the time came to wait in line for the doors I felt like I could die right then and there and we weren't even at our seats yet. When we were finally let in the building ( which was later then it should have been) I felt everything was going slower just to annoy me. As we found our seats I couldn't help but look around in amazement. We still had to wait a little while for the opening act who's name is Kacey Musgraves. I'm not really a country music type of person but she was something special and had everyone dancing and singing. After Mrs.Musgraves had exited the stage I was nearly ready to have an heart attack. As the arena went dark again and everyone began screaming, including myself, i had gotten chills and goosebumps had traveled down my whole body. The first notes of the 6th track off of Harry's album called Only Angel rung out, i knew it was over for me. Throughout the whole concert i had not sat down once and the best part was seeing my mom next to me dancing and singing. I had tried not to let the feeling of dread hit me as i knew the night had to end sometime. When Harry had said his final goodbye's i took a deep breath and tried to keep my eye's on him till he was out of my sight. My mom had grabbed my hand and rushed me out so we wouldn't get trapped in the on coming traffic of people. As I sat in the car on the way home I couldn't believe that i had seen what i had seen. The thought that i had breathed the same air as one of my favorite person had overwhelmed me. That day was one day I will never forget. I'm so glad that I chose Harry to be my first concert. He encourages his fans with his message of 'treat people with kindness' and for us to 'give love and choose love'. As a black youth I was very proud to see him wave a Black Lives Matter proudly just how he had done with the LGBQT flag.That would be a day i will never forget and cherish for years to come.
