chance

chapter 1

My capillaries were bursting, buising against the metal of the barracade, but it was all worth it for the view. Front row at a Billie Elish concert was quite the accomplishment, the pressure of bodies behind me was a constant reminder and of course the screams.

Near the end, the intro to therefore I am started, ensuing the deafing onslaught of screams, I looked to my bestfriend as tears streamed down her face. The lights switched to a deep, sexy red. Billie began walking forward, eyes ablase from performing. they locked mine. My best friend, holly shakes my shoulders in excitement as Billie lowers herself to her knees, beginning to crawl towards us. Her stare was intense, only highlighted by her eyeliner, her eyes flitted along the barrier, lingering at times. Looking down, she let her back arch. My eardrums burst at the deadly screams behind me.

She laughs as the song concludes.
"Hows everyone doing?" She says melodically.
Myself, holly and the entire crowd scream back. Its undeniably one of her best performances.
"You guys up for something a bit different today?"
Again she gained an enthusiastic response. Billie sits on a stool next to Finneas and looks towards him.
" Well Finneas nd I think its been a while since we've had a fan on stage" she cocks a brow, giving a second for the fans to quieten down.
"So were going to let one of you lucky shmucks on stage" Finneas chimes. He then behind his hand mouthes that it wasn't his idea.
Holly's head pivots towards the big screens to reveal the camera scanning the crowd. With horror, I watch as it pans towards the barricade, starting to stop. Light floods into my eyes, my vision washed white. A hand from over the barrier grabs my shoulder. Before I know it I'm being led up the steps onto the stage by security. I try to look back for Holly but all the faces look like pins.
" Hey there!" Billie greets me.
I must look terrified.
" What's your name?"
"I'm Bella" stumbling over my words.
Up close she's so beautiful, features like a porcelain doll, but dressed in a baggy basketball jersey. However,for me it was the eyes. Icey blue.
"Well bella, do you sing at all? Because I've got a good one lined up" she says playfully, eyes flirting between myself and the sea of faces. I must look as nervous as I feel when,with a nod of my head, I answer. Finneas puts his hand on my shoulder reassuringly. Billie takes my hand and walks me further up the stage, she then leans into my ear and whispers, "you know the lyrics to when the partys over?" I nod letting my eyes meet her gaze. The humming of the into starts on the speaker, Billie, still holding my hand, encourages me. I can feel eyes on every inch of my body, like a cool cage that I dare not break. Thankfully my anxiety ridden brain shuts off, all I can focus on is Billie's face and the music. The lyrics come easy and thankfully my voice sounds half decent.
I take a lower note in the bridge so we can harmonise in the final chorus, at which point Billie's eyebrows raise and so do the screams of the crowd.
"Can we all give Bella a rou-" Billie is cut of by whooping and clapping all around us. It feels like my heart is in my stomach, I'm sweating profusely and scared to death. Despite this I've never been so happy. Finneas and Billie grin at me, and I simply cant help joining them, smiling so hard it feels my face might drop off.
We bow, Billie makes her closing remarks before the intro to goodbye starts. I stand limply next to finneas as I watch her descend towards the barricade,arms open wide, ready to hug the pleading crowd members. A hand rests on my shoulder, I swivel to see a security guard.
"Sorry mam, I've been asked to escort you off stage."
I take I final look back as I'm led backstage.