𝗟𝗮𝗻𝗸𝘆𝗕𝗼𝘅 𝑨𝑫𝑺𝑻𝑰𝑵 𝗢𝗻𝗲𝗦𝗵𝗼𝘁𝘀 [2]

𝐬𝐢𝐱. 𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐝𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐝 [1]

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My heart almost jumped out of my chest, the adrenaline rush flowing through my veins in a rapid speed. Lightheaded from the flashing lights and the obnoxious cacophony of blasting music and screaming and crying. My fast heart beat never helped my already overwhelmed state.

Loads of screeching fangirls surrounded me, some of them dramatically sobbing as they watch the guy performing on the stage before us. I, myself, am a huge fan of Adam McArthur, but I just couldn't picture myself uncontrollably wailing in his presence unlike the others.

Maybe I was just not as much of a die-hard fan like they are.

"Sing it!" He shouts into his microphone before pointing it towards the crowd who willingly obeyed his request and screamed out the lyrics at the top of their lungs. Despite my vocal cords almost straining, I did not let it stop me from joining in, yelling out the words I have memorized by heart.

He roamed the platform with jumpy steps as he sang, running around as if he were claiming the stage as his. And in a way, he did owned it. It was his show after all.

Finishing, the lights dimmed out and the color changed from white to a dark shade of blue. Mist slowly filled the podium, a slower music starting to play on the humongous speakers. The crowd once again harassing their throats squealed loudly as the mood shifts from cheery and energetic to more gentle and emotional.

A rush of serotonin flushed through me once I managed to recognize the familiar melody of the piano playing. It was one of my most favorite songs by him.

Mind when I said earlier that I don't see myself crying in an artist's concert, I now come to realize that I might be wrong as there is a huge possibility that I will just start bawling my eyes out. Especially with the fact that this song held a special place in my heart, and always had the power to bring me to tears whenever I hear it.

"A day I never saw coming, a day I never thought I'd find what my heart has been longing for," he sang softly, a small smile forming on his lips as the fans reciprocated the words with the same amount of emotions that he had.

"You stood amidst the crowd and you caught my eye. I caught my breath as I have not seen such beauty before."

The commotions around me seemed to have died out, the time froze, and everything stopped in those mere moments. As the lyrics escaped his lips, he turned his head to the left - my direction - and our eyes met.

My heart skipped a beat. I can feel my knees giving up on me. I seem to have been dazed. I can feel myself melting under his gaze. His ocean blue almost unseen from the darkness in the venue, I can still sense his attention focused on me.

The singing has not stopped. I think I heard the girls from behind me freak out, saying that Adam just looked at them. Slight disappointment coursing within me, thinking that they could possibly be right and I was just mistaken. But it was when that Adam walked towards our direction when I and they were proven otherwise.

I was right; they were wrong. Now with a closer distance, I can clearly see that his eyes were drawn to me. Not them. Me.

Butterflies filled my stomach after realizing, and I was once again pulled out of my sanity. Adam McArthur is looking at me. He is fucking looking at me.

Taking a stop, he kneels down. I watch his movements attentively, the insides of my ears pounding loudly. My legs started to shake, the cold breeze that suddenly brushed against my sensitive skin making me quiver.

The screaming intensified, yet I was deafened. There is nothing else I could hear other than the endless beating of my chest. The never-ending thoughts entering my mind as panic ate my entire being. I felt the urge to run and remove myself from the situation. I wanted to get out of here. But in reality, I stood still as I gave back the look this man is sending me. It was as if I was paralyzed. He took my ability to move.

His lips slowly curved into a smile, making my internal organs flip and turn. He held out his hand, in a manner that seemed like he wanted to hold me. I flinch from the pain on my front side, only now realizing that I was being squished into the metal barricade in front of us. People held out their own hands, desperately trying to take Adam's grip before I could.

I can see him slightly dodging their attempts of taking ahold of him, his ocean eyes still keeping me under its waters, drowning me in his stare. I tried to keep myself on the surface, like how I am trying to keep myself sane. Not wanting to miss the chance of being able to feel his skin against mine, also after realization that he has been in this position for almost a minute, patiently waiting for me to take his hand.

Blushing from embarrassment, I hitched as I lifted my hand. He stretches out his arm until he reaches me, and my sweaty palms met with his. I can feel the imaginary fireworks igniting. My heart thumped like never before, and my breath was pulled out of me.

I wanted to faint in this very moment. But a slight squeeze from him is more than enough for me to regain my consciousness. A wide smile now displayed on his gorgeous face, he winks at me. My cheeks heated up from his playful gesture.

Through the now blurry lenses of my glasses, I saw him move. Not a single thing my mind can comprehend, I jumped slightly as I gasped, my soul leaving my body when I felt his lips make contact with my hand. Closing his eyes softly, he plants a kiss on my knuckles before looking back up to me with the same grin he was showing not too long ago.

I can see his lips moving, but I can't make up anything he is saying. The microphone against his mouth indicating that he is still singing. Singing as his eyes remained glued to mine, our hands still connected.

After what felt like eternity, he flashed me one final smile before releasing my hand from his grip and standing up. He didn't move away until he gave me one last wink, then he walked over to the other side of the stage.

Coming back to my senses after being vigorously shaken by my friend who is standing alongside me, I looked towards her.

"Yo Justin, are you good dude?" From the excitement in her tone of voice, she seemed to be holding in her ear-piercing squeal. And that was only confirmed by the overjoyed expression on her face.

Slightly adjusting back to reality after being put into such of an emotional roller coaster, I managed to let out despite being at a loss for words, "Y-yeah... Yes, I'm fine."

Glancing back at the man who just took my breath away, I couldn't help but be in awe. The overflowing happiness in his being as he performed for his beloved supporters can be seen through his smile that not once has ever left his lips.

But that smile that he gave me is different - it felt different. That was enough for me to lose my sanity in a matter of seconds. It can be because a famous celebrity now finally knew that I existed. Or perhaps, it was something else.

My mind once again almost drifting off into oblivion as I pondered about the question that has just formed in my brain, I immediately pulled myself out of it and put my focus back on the show. Only now noticing that Adam has already moved on to the next song.

As far as I know, I have no idea how I felt.

Me falling in love with someone way out of my league is very unlikely — or that is what I used to think.

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𝐢 𝐠𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐝. 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐚𝐝 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬.