This fanfiction covers the end of the year 2021 starting on the night of October 12th when Chris Martin made the first public proclamation of love for Dakota Johnson while she watched from the crowd at Shepherd's Bush Empire in London. This story al...
It is after 6 pm when the jet lands in Buenos Aires. There are two people waiting for me in the landing track: A man who efficiently takes my luggage and a woman who hands me a water bottle and politely asks how my flight was.
- Mr. Martin demanded you to be taken to the hotel so you can make yourself comfortable. We'll be at your service while you are here, Miss Johnson - the woman says while we are in the car -
- Where's Chris?
- He is in the stadium already, soundchecking. You can stay in the hotel for the rest of the evening or we can take you the concert later, Miss.
- I would like to be taken to the show
The woman whose name I have found out is Kim, escorts me to the room. I take my belongings out of the suitcase and put them away in the closet next to Chris'. I take one of his t-shirts out of the hanger and smell it with my eyes closed. I have missed him and cannot wait to finally see him again tonight. We haven't been together since early November when he left to Brazil. We have met in the craziest time for him as he has been traveling around the world nonstop since last year but the tour is finally wrapping up tomorrow night. I have no complaints though because we have been frequently talking and meeting during the past seven months but we have only kept it all to ourselves.
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An hour later, I am ready to leave. I am wearing a pair of blue jeans, a white t-shirt and a yellowish brown coat and I have left my hair down. As we are arriving to the stadium, my nervousness goes in crescendo. Backstage is madness but Kim takes good care of me until we get to the band's dressing rooms. She stands next to the door that reads 'Chris Martin' and opens it up for me. I enter and he is nowhere to be seen. I take few steps to the center of the room and two arms are wrapped around me making me jump.
- Hello, beautiful - he purrs burying his face on my hair and breathing in deeply. I can sense his smile. I turn in his arms which don't let me go and look at him. He is shirtless and his hair is still wet from the shower. His expression is so sweet, his eyes shining with adoration -
- You scared me - I mumble quietly. He leans to kiss me and he has a permanent smile on his lips -
- I am so happy you are here. I have been waiting for this moment the whole week - I put my arms around his neck while he keeps grabbing me by the waist -
- I've missed you
- Ugh! You have no idea how much I have thought of you. What have you done to me, huh? - He says jokingly and I beam - Have you practiced some kind of witchcraft on me? - he winks and I give him a peck on the lips -
- Maybe - I say sassily raising an eyebrow - Don't you need to get ready for the show? - I ask while caressing his bare chest -
- I do! - he states in a whining tone that makes me giggle. He lets me go and walks towards the rack where all of his clothes for the concert are hanging - How was the flight?
- It was great - I answer making my way to the couch and sitting on it as I watch him getting dressed - your staff has been really helpful
- Awesome! You deserve nothing but the very best - he continues to tell me about what he has been doing these last couple of weeks. I love to listen to him because he wants me to know every single detail of his journey. He is interested on what I have done as well and questions me about my plans for the upcoming days. I comment that I'm free and he mentions a trip to Israel. More time with him? YES!I notice as time goes by that he's getting anxious. He looks at himself in the mirror and runs his hand through his hair. This is surprising to me because I didn't think he would get nervous at all before concerts after performing for so many years
- Are you nervous?
- Actually I am - he says amused - but only because you're here
- What? Why?
- Because I want everything to be perfect for you. I want to impress you - he declares shyly. I go to where he is standing in front of the mirror and hug him from behind looking at our reflection -
- You don't need to! You have impressed me already - I murmur in a flirty way. I don't want him to feel anxious before the concert. He needs to relax so I jokingly say - you have impressed me with your secret talents - his eyes open in shock and he starts to laugh -
Those days in Argentina were magical. When he was free he didn't leave my side for a second. The first show I decided to watch him from afar and I was completely fascinated by how much he enjoyed what he does: he was singing, dancing and running up and down the runway the whole night. His energy was always up. He engaged with the audience talking in Spanish which was so funny to me. He certainly speaks Spanish better than I do... Paponio will love him!
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The second evening was unforgettable. I stayed closer to the stage and I remember him being especially sweet before the show that day. He kissed me nonstop and put his cap on my head. He made me wear it so I would pass unnoticed and nobody could bother me which completely failed when he was driven away by exhilaration and pointed at me during A Sky Full of Stars.
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'Cause in a sky, 'cause in a sky full of stars, I think I see you
I treasure that first serenade in my heart. What I felt when he sang to me was a revelation. I suspected that I was falling for him because of my actions but my accelerated heart, my trembling hands and that smile I couldn't keep away were the corroboration I needed. I was officially, unapologetically and unashamedly in love with this man. I was going to the end of the world with Chris Martin if he asked me to.
