Part I

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"Cause I want it now, I want it now. Give me your heart and your soul" Matthew Bellamy's voice rumbles from the huge, loud amplifiers. The beautiful, ruthlessly raw tone of his is enough to make me jump up and down in the enormous sea of people and trying to scream the lyrics louder than anyone else. The beat is pounding in my chest as if it is my heart, beating in pace with the music. The music is so loud but it doesn't bother me at all. To be honest, if I never heard anything anymore after this gig, I would be happy that Muse was the last thing I heard. Definitely.

I am on a gig, Matt, Dom and Chris in front of me. They are actually there. But all the people around me block the view from me to see their faces properly. Next to me, there's a man who's tall and looks pretty strong and chill; a man who maybe wouldn't mind a light girl sitting on his shoulders. Normally I probably wouldn't dare to ask anything like the question I was about to ask but the environment gets me extremely brave. It feels like I am capable of doing anything. "Excuse me. Could you take me on your shoulders? It would be awesome!" I ask him and luckily he is so kind and gives me the OK. He kneels and I climb on him. As he stands up, my happiness rises over the top. It's like from a slow-motion movie: I rise above all the crowd. I see clapping hands, wild hair, the still light evening sky, and of course I see them. I guess 'them' is enough said to understand who I'm talking about.

Matt has calmed down a bit from his younger years but his energy has remained. I am glad to see him jumping and bobbing around the stage. But actually one thing that makes all of their gigs so special is the way Matt empathises to his music. Music lives in Matt and it is noticeable when you take a good look at him. He gets so into the music it looks like he is in euphoria. And when that happens, his face and expressions are priceless. All the concentration, relaxed face, back-and-forth rocking motion he does while playing the piano and his eyes... Eyes full of lust. Mysterious eyes. He even blinks on beat. I find it more than attractive. Let's just say that I fucking adore him.

As I sit there I glance around and check if there is anybody else on my level but I'm the only one. My heart fills with warmth as I realise the band surely notices me now. I'm quite near the stage, in the middle of the crowd. Suddenly I see Matt looking straight into my eyes and... If I truly squint I can actually see Matt smirking at me while having a tiny break from singing the song. My heart leaves one space between and I start to feel a bit dizzy. A huge smile spreads all over my face. Or maybe I just imagined it all. But right after it, while the words "And I want you now, I want you now" come from his mouth, he points towards me and does it again. A very strong look and a charming smile and a little lift of his right eyebrow.

I feel a hot wave moving from my stomach all the way to my head and the tips of my toes. My ribs and arms get all coverd in goosebumps. I do the same to him and he nods to me keeping that mischievous smile on his face. Then he turns to his bandmates to end the song. I can't believe I just flirted with Matthew Bellamy! I've never seen him doing anything like that to anyone else. I get new goosebumps from the ending of the song and the mass hysteria spreads in the crowd when people cheer and clap their hands. I get this weird tickle that the night is not going to end typically.

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Hello! This is my first story here. Hope you like it :) I made some changes into it!

-hypermonday

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