Hey guys... It's literally 12:25 in the morning. just wanted to update even though I don't have any readers...
H A R L E Y
I lowered the truck so that short people could actually reach the window because I knew for a fact that there were many short 5sos fans.
I let out a long sigh. I had been outside the amphitheater for an hour, made absolutely no money, and listened to the loud noises coming from the concert. I wanted to be in there listening to Luke and Calum singing, Ashton banging the drums, and seeing Michael twirl on the stage. My phone kept going off about updates on the concert. Slowly I was engulfed in my thoughts and fell asleep with my feet propped on the counter and my arms crossed.
C A L U M
Today's concert was not as great as the others. I had skipped out on breakfast because I had woken up late. Halfway through Don't Stop, my stomach growled really loudly. Luckily no one noticed over Luke singing, but that didn't change the fact that I was hungry. I had heard there was a food truck outside the amphitheater, but I didn't want to be ambushed by fans. After the concert, I waited till all the fans had narrowed down to only a couple.
"Hey guys, I'm really hungry. I'm going to get something from that truck outside. I'll be right back."
They all grumbled out inaudible okays and mmkays. I ran as fast I could to the front trying to be unnoticed. I looked out corner of the tent that I was leaning against. Fans were running to cars, trying to not get caught in traffic. I scanned the area looking for the food truck. Soon I saw a cute little truck with all these baked goods, snacks, and a menu that I couldn't read. I gaped at what was standing only 20 meters from me. Customary Cal customary your in the US. It looked so delicious. I was practically drooling. I walked over to the truck once the majority of the girls were in their cars. Woah. The counter was so short. To me it was practically a little 10 year old. I noticed a pair of maroon vans propped on the counter of the truck. My eye fell on a girl that could almost look like a celebrity trying to go unnoticed. She had black skinnies that the band usually wore, a black hoodie with the hood pulled over, black Ray Bans sunglasses, and was listening to music with her phone in her pocket. She looked like she was sleeping, but I couldn't tell because she had sunglasses and dark with the only lights being the street lamps. I waved my hand in front of her face. Seriously. I mumbled. Now I was hungry and curious as to what this girl was listening to. I slowly reached over and pulled out one plug and heard 21 Guns slowly fade into 18. I chuckled and smirked. She was a fan. I stood there with my arms propped on the counter listening for so long that I had forgotten about my hunger. Suddenly the earplug was ripped out of my right ear. My ear felt raw and exposed. I looked down to see an over turned chair and the girl sitting on the floor. I extended my arm towards her and helped her up.
"Sorry. If I scared you."
"It's alright sir. May I ask what you were doing with
I chuckled as she looked up
"Oh my gosh. Sorry I didn't mean to be rude. I thought you were a regular person, not the Calum Hood," she said nervously
"Oh yeah. Sorry I was hungry and saw you. I didn't know you were a fan."
"That's because you've just met me. How did you know that I was a fan? And what were you doing with my right earplug?" she asked pulling out the left one that I had left in.
