Bright Lights, Red Eyes | Ruel Van Dijk

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When he started singing, I screamed as loud as I could and held up my sign. I couldn't believe that he is right here in front of me.

I can't break, get rid of this part of me
All the shit that I've done, yeah
It shouldn't be hard to leave
Out of my excuses
Hopeless overthinking is wearing me down
Yeah, I can see it
Ohh

You need someone else
Someone you can rely on
I'll just let you down, yeah

He started walking towards the left section from his point of view and smiled at some girls, specifically where I was standing. He saw me and smiled at my poster, then walked to the other side of the stage and continued to sing.

Yeah, you need something else
A shoulder that you cam cry on
I'll just let you down
So go on without me, ooh
Please don't take me back
Go on without me, yeah
Please don't take me back
Go on without me

The whole room started screaming as he finished the first song. Then time passed by and one my favorite songs was starting, If And/Or When. I can't help but admire his voice.

I could imagine you breakin' my heart
Those things can happen whenever you hold on too hard
I'm not a pessimist , I'm just a mess in the dark, oh-oh
Tend to get anxious when something begins
'Cause I know the chances of stayin' together are slim
The odds are against us but I'll make the best of whatever this is

He walked in the middle and continued to sing, however he continued looking at me.

Oh-oh, ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Tired of writin' in pencil, I'm inkin' you in, oh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Livin' like I'm not afraid of the end
Afraid of the end, afraid of the end
If, and, or, when
Can we just pretend we're not afraid of the end?

What if you met somone else at your work?
Someone more stable and better at puttin' you first
You could lose patience while I'm on the other side of the Earth

He was almost making me cry, I can't explain how much I love him. I kept my sign in front of my legs, cause its tiring of holding it for so long. I put up my hands and formed my fingers to make the shape of a heart. He smiled at me and did it back.

Before the night could end, the concert was over around 10:30 and I waited outside because I know he will come out, but obviously I had to get some merch. As I got in the line, they had hoodies, tote bags, t shirts, and posters. I obviously got one of each. So, I walked out $200 gone with an extra large hoodie, a large t shirt, the fourth wall poster, and a tote bag.

Soon after, almost everyone left so it was just like fifteen or twenty other people waiting for Ruel to come out and say hello. Twenty minutes passed by and he finally came out.

Ruel: "Hey guys, how are you all doing?"

Everyone: "Great!"

Girl 1: "Can you sign me a tattoo?"

Ruel: "What? A tattoo?! There is no way you are getting this as a tattoo." He said as he continued to sign her poster.

Y/n: "Hey Ruel, I just wanted to let you know that because of you, I have stopped self harming and have stood up to my family when they were always putting me down and telling me how I couldn't do anything up to their standards." I started to tear up.

Ruel: "Come here. I'm glad you're here." He hugged me, his body comforted mine and felt like it was just us. "There is no reason to why they should be telling you how to live your life."

Y/n: "Thank you." I started sobbing.

He continued talking to the other girls and then they left, but I stayed. When it turned out to be just us my anxiety raised bad. I started to shake and my chest was hurting. I can't breathe.

Ruel: "Hey, are you alright? Oh, shit."

Y/n: "N-no, I..I c-can't b..breathe..." I said as my body was shaking aggressively.

Ruel: "Shit, okay, come with me." He helped me to his tour bus.

We walked in and he sat me down on the couch. He handed me a water and gave me a snack.

Ruel: "Are you okay? Do I need to call am ambulance?"

Y/n: "No, I'm okay now. Thank you." I stopped breathing heavily.

Ruel: "Does that happen a lot?"

Y/ n: "Yeah, unfortunately." I drank the water for a few seconds. "I get anxiety attacks randomly because of my family."

Ruel: "I'm sorry for what they have done to you. I can't imagine what you're going through."

Beau and Sisa walk onto the bus and started questioning Ruel about why he brought me here.

Ruel: "Guys, calm down. I was outside talking to the fans and when they left she started having an anxiety attack."

Beau: "Shit, I'm sorry. Are you doing better?"

Y/n: "Yeah, I am. Thanks. Shit, I better get going now. I'm sorry for all of this." I said and walked out of the bus.

As I was running towards my car, a voice yelled.

Ruel: "Hey! I never got your name..?"

Y/n: "It's Y/n!" I yelled back.

Ruel: "Can I at least get your number, Y/n?" He rushed over towards me.

The 6'5 man towered over me and I stared into his eyes.

Y/n: "Y-yeah, it's (813)-xxx-xxxx." He entered the number on his phone and my phone lit up with a message from an unknown number.

Ruel looked around to see if anyone was nearby, which thankfully not many people were, and..