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three: emerson.

"What do you mean, you're going to a why don't we concert?" Emerson asks, in disbelief of what I've called her for. "Em, it means exactly what I just said. I am going to see why dont we in concert with Laila." I state back, repainting my nails white for the concert tomorrow.

"Genuine question before you explain yourself," my best friend says, "Why?"

Emerson and I have been best friends for 3 years now. We met at a Blackbear concert because she thought it was a Beartooth concert, and I had to explain to her in line who Blackbear was and what songs he'd be playing. After that, she got my Instagram, and we've been friends ever since.

"Long story but to keep it short, got hit on by one of them and told Laila. She's convinced we are meant to be so I'm being dragged along." I pause, waiting for a reaction. She just gestured her hand for me to keep talking; I continued, "But, I know like 3 of their songs so it's about to be a very interesting experience."

"Were you at least hit on by a cute one?" She half scoffs, half asks. I look up at her, "Dude, he was SO cute. But, he has this friend who likes Madeline Miller too so when I went to here's a book, you know the bookstore, and Darien gave me an extra Song of Achilles because he knows I always annotate."

"Ugh Darien, the plug. I love that man," She says. I laugh, "But, I decided I'm just gonna bring it for his friend."

"Ooooo, you got a crush on the friend?" Emmy says, wiggling her eyebrows.

"I don't even know him." I let out with a laugh, "He's FINE, don't get me wrong, but I don't think my future boyfriend could be in a boyband."

"And why is that?" Emerson asked in possibly the worst British accent I've ever heard.

"Honestly, I don't know but IMAGINE ME dating someone in a boyband. Like doesn't that seem a little off?"

"Yeah, but wouldn't it be so much fun? You know, getting to go to concerts for free, touring the world when visiting them, DUDE imagine cuddling on a tour bus."

"Em, emphasis on the imagine."

"All I'm saying is don't hate. Yeah, some of their music sounds like it's out of kidz bop but some of it is fire." She says.

"Hold up, you like why don't we?" I ask in amazement. 

My best friend exclusively listens to rap and heavy metal. I have not once heard her listen to a pop song of any kind, to the point where she didn't know the words to Thank u, Next by Ariana Grande. Who doesn't know the words to Thank u, Next?

"I've listened to a few of their songs. I mean like, yes, I bawl my eyes out to In Too Deep. But, they aren't on my spotify wrapped. OH, and I've watched their Zach Sang interviews.". I roll my eyes; that does not surprise me. 

Emerson is in love with Zach Sang. In fact, for the entire time I've known her, all she's wanted to was be a radio jockey because of him. She's mentioned how she wants to call her show "talk to Em" because it's a play on words and laughed at that play on words for 3 days straight. "How do you know more about them than I do?" I ask, still confused that Emerson, a Slipknot enthusiast and someone who could name Playboi Carti's discography in alphabetic order, listens to a boyband.

"You should do research before you see them," She says super enthusiastically, "I'll help you, we can do quizzes and shit."

"Literally who are you and what have you done with my Emerson?" I giggle.

"C'mon Kir, it'll be fun!"

"Okay, fine but we are totally skipping songs that are kidz bop-y."

"DEAL."

After about three and half hours, we both decided to call it quits. I have listened to every single why don't we song and probably watched every interview, and concluded that I have gone insane. I have never done anything like this for a boy, much less a boy I don't know. I only know borderline stuff about the boys, but I swear these fans can and try to learn everything about them.

So far, I know Jonah was the one reading, Jack was the one who was in the middle holding the phone, Daniel to his right and Corbyn to his left. I knew that Zach was the one that sat next to me, but sheesh, the more interviews you watch, the hotter he gets. '

In fact, they all get more attractive. Now see, I wouldn't consider myself a limelight, but I am more excited to see them. Laila said she would find some way to meet them to give Jonah the book, but now that makes me so nervous. A few hours ago, they were straight strangers, but now I literally know the lyrics to their songs. I need to shake this. I am not a boyband girl, never have and never will be. All I'm doing is being a kind person and taking a teenage girl to her favorite artist's concert. 

I lay down, close my laptop, shut my eyes and try my best to rest. But the thought that I could meet Zach again tomorrow, actually knowing who he is, terrifies me. It also makes me have the weirdest feeling in my stomach.

Butterflies, I think they call it. 

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apologizes for such a short chapter but I double posted so ;)

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~nish