The Concert Part 2

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It's now 8:00pm and the concert starts at 9. I quickly put my hair in a messy bun and get my bag ready. My stomach soon once again fills with butterflies as soon as I think of Kurt. But my thoughts are interrupted by Krist.
"Rebecca are you coming or what?" he shouts up the stairs. I run down and see him waiting by the car.
"Sorry, I fell asleep." I apologize.
"You sleep a lot." he laughs.
"I know.."
" Have you ever been to a concert before?" he asks as he revs up the engine.
"No, are there a lot of fights?".
"Not really. Kurt gets really nervous before the concert though. Sometimes he gets sick."
"I would be nervous too." I say.
I savour the relaxing moment in the warm car with Krist, driving around at night. He tells me some stuff about Kurt and how he talks about me a lot. I don't even know what to think about him but I really like him and I just hope he feels the same.
We soon arrive at a crappy bar and I help Krist and the band get set up.
I walk into the bar rather awkwardly and stare around. Most of the people look friendly but I'm too shy to talk to any of them.
I decide to sit in the corner and drink on my own.
I look at a poster that says "Fecal Matter " with a drawing of pooh and flies on it.
Krist, Chad and Kurt soon arrive on stage. Kurt looks at me and smiles reassuringly. I smile back and look around nervously.
Fecal Matter begin their first song called Bambi Slaughter and I have to admit they sounded pretty good.
Kurt also looked quite cute with his hair in his face, how he got really into it and concentrated, and how he was so small compared to Krist. Damn it, I love everything about him.
About 3/4 of the way through I start to feel light headed. I've only had one drink but I can't stand crowds. The room becomes stuffier every minute that passes slowly, so I decide to leave and walk home. I feel really mean for doing it but Krist will understand and at least I said hi to Kurt and Chad.
I arrive home and see a note left on my bed. "Hey Rebecca. Me and Krist's dad are going to Krist's aunts house this weekend so I'm trusting both of you to behave. I'll be back on Saturday. :)"
I was surprised she trusted both of us to look after the house.
I walk downstairs and get a drink of water and decide to play the piano. The piano is very special to me and I never played infront of anyone. Now was my only chance. Piano was an escape for me and always relaxed me. I walk in to a big room with one black, grand piano in the middle of the room. I start to play 'Rêverie' by Debussy. It's probably my favourite piece by Debussy.
When I finish the song I turn my head and see Kurt at the door that I foolishly left open..

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