i think i kinda love you

chapter 2 | meet and greet

for this meet and greet, we were supposed to line up in a fairly large hallway and wait for our turns as billie greeted every fan one by one. we each had about a minute to talk and take a picture with her. considering this wasn't part of her don't smile at me tour, i could only assume she was in less of a rush meaning that hopefully, she would have more time with each individual. there were about 100 people in line and of course, i was last which really sucks ass but i sort of put that shit on myself, when i rushed to the bathroom immediately after billie got off stage because a bitch had to pee but not knowing that VIP members were supposed to make our way to the line right when the concert finished. this thing was sort of like a first come first serve meaning the first person to reach the front of the line would be the first to meet her. maybe she was in a rush?

as i was overthinking not going in line earlier, i noticed how bad i started to shake and next thing i knew, i was next and last to meet her tonight. i never expected myself to be this fucking nervous. while i watched the girl before me leave, i waited for her security guard to nod his head basically letting me know that it's ok to approach this angel of a woman. 

i look at the security guard then at her. she was so pretty. 

"alright, you're next." he says in a stern voice.

shit. shit. shit. shit. 

i nodded at him basically telling him "okay" or "thanks" in a silent way as i nervously chuckled. 

wow she looks dope. 

(what she was wearing at the meet and greet)

she isn't wearing the same fit as before? whatever, she probably changed. 

"hey mama!" she says as her face switches from a frown to the biggest smile.

"h- hi" i say nervously. 

"what's your name?" she asks.

"evelyn." i say shyly. 

"that's pretty as fuck dude. you down to take a pic?"

"yeah, i'd love that" i say as she walks closer towards me bringing me in for a hug and smiling at the camera. 

"bro your outfit looks fire" she says admittedly as her eyes lock with mine. 

(this is what you're wearing)

"ugh, thanks but that's all you." i said as i broke the eye contact.

she lets out a small, cute laugh while smirking at me. holy shit she's so hot.

"dude i know this is hella fucking random and if it's weird just pretend it never happened but like i saw you while i was up there and couldn't stop looking at how damn fine you are. is there any chance i can get your number? i never do this with fans but i feel like i could make an exception." she asks humbly followed by a wink. 

"holy fuck yeah dude for sure." i say in utter shock. 

she passes me her phone as i type in my number into a new contact. i pass the phone back to her finding myself practically unphased that billie fucking eilish just asked me for my number. how am i not sobbing right now???! from the corner of my eye, i noticed her security guard look up from his phone as he gets up and walks towards me and billie. 

"alrighty, time's up."

"ugh fuck i gotta go but i'll text you." she says flirtatiously as she walks into her green room with her security guard behind her. 

i watch her and the security guard go into the room and the door slams shut. not long after, i was escorted by a staff working at the stadium. 

moments later, i got into my car. i took a breather because holy shit. all it took was a minute for me to meet this perfection of a woman, for there to be some hot ass tension between the two of us and to give her my number per HER request. for the whole car ride, i revisited every moment she and i shared together. and after a while, i arrived to my little LA apartment. having repeated every second i spent with her for that short period of time, i decided that there was no point in staying up considering that it was 1 in the morning and i had work the next day. so, i changed into my pyjamas, did my nightly routine and went off to bed. honestly, i'm surprised i could even sleep after such a crazy night.