A Sky Full of Stars

CHAPTER 11

The Showbox Theatre was awesome. This music venue was more than awesome. I didn't know how much James paid for our tickets and he wouldn't let me pay because it was his promise so I thought about bought him something later. I already asked Camille and Jo to accompany me and they said yes.

Opening proceeding was Claid. I honestly didn't know about this band and so was James. But they were deservedly well received by the audience, they seemed surprised that so many audiences knew their songs.

I wrapped my fingers with James' and he smiled, tighten our wrap.

Arctic Monkeys showed up. I could hear the audience screamed happily and I didn't realize we did too. Alex Turner wore the metallic blue jacket with his hair artfully slicked back. A backlit screen illuminated the band and there were few spotlights, so the players appeared in silhouette or shadow. That understated approach downplayed personalities and put forward the music. They did sound magnificent. With an auxiliary player on keys and guitars, and members of their crew occasionally adding guitar and percussion, the band sounded appropriately massive as they blasted into the one-two-three opening salvo of 'Do I Wanna Know?', 'Snap Out of It' and 'Arabella', as a huge AM flashed behind them.

And every time the vocalist opened his mouth, the audience screamed. When he did a guitar solo, the audience screamed. When he pointed, waved, gesticulated, shimmied, closed his eyes, opened his eyes or took a breath, the audience screamed.

But I didn't. Instead, I turned my head to see my boyfriend by my side and he was already staring at me. His lips curved into a smile and I couldn't help myself to not kissing him in this amazing moment. We kissed, hands on each other hips, body moved in sync with music, ignored the people around us.

It was only me and him.

"I love you, Kendall Knight." he whispered between our lips before pressing against mine once again for good measure.

I closed my eyes and pressed my body against him, grinding and swaying our hips together in sync. I didn't want this moment to end, I wanted this forever. For it wasn't into my ears he whispered, but into my heart, it wasn't my lips he kissed, but my soul.

I knew that I was desperately, deeply in love with him and it sounded so silly because people said I was too young to understand love but I guess they were too old to understand us. When I was with him, I forgot the world for awhile. He was this guy, the way he smiles always make me smile too. His voice made my heart skip a beat and when his hazel eyes were staring at me, I got butterflies.

***

We were arrived at my home around 3 am. James kissed me goodbye before I got out of his car, "Sleep tight." he whispered.

I nodded, "You too."

He smiled, "I'm waiting your call, a story about you meeting your mom's boyfriend." he kissed my forehead.

"Sure," I kissed his forehead, "Drive safely."

After exchanged goodbyes and waited until his car disappeared on the loop, I slowly opened the door, didn't want to wake my Mom up in this early. I got myself a glass of water, then quickly ran upstairs, got into my room.

The first thing I wanted to do was change my clothes. I was sweaty and my tank top was actually wet. It was gross. So I dropped my backpack on the floor and changed my clothes into a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt. After that I was off to bed, extremely tired.

I woke up around 1 pm. Such a lazy ass. Feeling my throat dehydrated, I walked out of my room and got myself a glass of water. My Mom was watching a movie in the living room, with iPad on her laps, "Hi, Honey."