So I am officially of the opinion that it should be illegal to put the words fangirls/fanboys and sanity in the same sentence. Anybody with me on that? I mean, I'm all for rocking out to your favourite hits, kicking back and listening to a little bit of 1D and having a very one-sided shower duet with Zayn Malik, but at some point - the fan-base can get a little too hands-on. Literally and metaphorically. So kick back, take your headphones out and enjoy a couple of reasons why it's probably pivotal to the co-existence of Beliebers and Directioners, for band-fans to calm the hell down.

Okay, now I'm all for a little bit of eye candy. Hot guys? I have no problem with that. Like, whatsoever. But, I'm pretty sure that bands are pretty much made to stimulate the auditory system, not always the visual one. Don't get me wrong, I understand that Luke Hemmings is way past the valley of absolute-and-undeniable-hotness, but when fangirls start loving his face more than his music, it just gets a little shallow. Bands should be selling tickets and winning titles because of the amazingness of their song-writing, not because they're 190cm of long limbs, tanned skin and perfectly chiselled features. Because, honestly, if you're a fan just at a concert for the eye-candy, do us all a favour and save the seat for someone who actually wants to listen to the music.

Next up is a little category I like to call the-stalkers-disguised-as-teenage-girls. Now, when I say that we live in a generation where teenage girls can probably do better research than the FBI, I'm actually not kidding. When us ladies get fixated on a particular band, we're probably going to be able to recite right back to you the details of our favourite member's last date, the middle name of their stepfather, at what exact age they got their first goldfish and perhaps even their preference in birthday cake. Yep, it's creepy, I know. Now, I don't know if I'd go so far as to say that fans can be stalkers.... Actually scrap that, who am I kidding? Checking every updated photo on a teen guy's Instagram page? Making it more important than sleep to find every detail out about one's celebrity crush's life story? A fangirl constructing some pretty steamy... and questionable...fan-fiction about what would happen if they got stuck in a lift with Niall Horan? Let's be honest, if we swap out the teenage fan-girl in these situations for a 60-year-old guy fervently clicking away behind a computer screen, "research" would turn into "online grooming" and "serial stalking" pretty damn fast.

And, finally, the die-hard fans. *takes a step back as one billion and four angry fans raise their pitch-forks*. Now, I get being dedicated to something. Trust me, I do. I mean, I'll never let anything get between me and a three-course meal and I give up a whole lot of stuff, like exercise, to stay loyal to my dear sleep at 10am on a Sunday morning. But, some of the band-fans? They take it to a whole new level. Band t-shirts, band posters, band trends, band tattoos, band tickets (to every single concert), band bed covers, band towels.....okay, I think you get it. But, honestly, behind all of their unconditional loyalty for their favourite band and inside the head that sleeps on an Ashton Irwin-cased pillow at night, these people have thought up about a million ways to make you die an awful death if you dare say anything against their guitar-playing, drum-playing bandanna-wearing babes. And despite how much I admire this dedication, I can't say that I'm looking forward to being massacred by an angry mob the next time I comment on the fact that I'm not a massive fan of Michael Clifford's latest hair colour....