"Tysm for going to the concert with me Y/N!" Isabelle said to me as we made our way to the arena. I seriously didn't wanna go there. I could care less about some dude with a guitar. Frickin' Ed Sheeran copycat🙄🙄🙄
"Do NOT expect me to cheer him on, ok? I'm only here with you, because I am such a good bff." I sighed annoyed. "You never lose your charm, do you?" She giggled and checked the ticket for our seats. Then she pointed to the front of the already filled arena. So many girlies here for ONE guy. I bet he isn't even that good of a musician.🤦
I never listened to his music before. I am not like other girls. I am weird. I am different. You see, I don't fit in. And I don't wanna fit in. I listen so cool music. Not like these normies.
"For real, Belle? You reserved front row?" I asked raising a brow. "Whoops." She giggled all like🤷🏼♀️🤭 I couldn't help but roll my eyes. I sat down on my seat and pulled out my favourite book from my backpack. This concert is probably gonna be longer than this book has chapters left, but I can read slowly to kill the time.
After everyone settled in the lights went out and everyone started screaming. I rolled my eyes and put my hazel coloured hair into a ponytail to focus on reading. Fortunately, Isabelle wouldn't stop me.
I was startled when music began to play and the light show began. I looked around my area and everyone was cheering, screaming, crying, one girl almost lost consciousness. "Wtf is wrong with these people?" I thought to myself and glanced at the stage.
And just when I looked up, HE was entering the stage. K.K. Slider walked up on stage as everyone (except for me, duhh) started losing their minds. He was quite the tall dude, white hair, thick dark eye brows, slim body structure and a pretty smile on his face— wait. WHAT was I thinking there???
I tried to forget what I was just thinking and looked at my page. Hysterically looking for the line I just read I noticed, that a certain person was looking at me. I looked around and spotted the actual K.K. Slider looking at me. Isabelle was screaming so loud, she will most definitely be hoarse later on.
I looked back at the singer, who was still looking at me and my book. I blushed a little, brushed back the strands coming out of my ponytail and focused on my book again.
Soon K.K. began his performance. Everyone sang along and cheered him on. To be brutally honest, some of his songs were bangers. "My Place" and "K.K. Bossa" even got me bopping my head a little. Still, he is nothing special.
After the concert, Isabelle BEGGED me to go to the back of the arena in hope to see him leaving there. I really wanted her to be quiet, so I agreed.
We followed other fans, who looked like they know what they're doing. In this group of 20+ fans girls, and two guys, and me we went to the backstage area. We kinda just stood there for a good 20 minutes. And just when I wanted to ask Isabelle to leave, a black van pulled up next to us and the metal door of the backstage opened.
First, two security guards exited, then the singer everyone is OBSESSED with, and he was followed by another two security guards.
The mini crowd started screaming and took pictures of him, as he passed his fans waving and smiling gently. I actually could hear one of the two men scream "K.K. Slider! I am Tom Nook! I am your biggest fan! Can you perform at my son's birthday party??"
Then he passed me. His eyes met my emerald coloured eyes and we held eye contact. I wanted to look away, but I couldn't. I felt like I was in a trance. Then he smiled at me, winked and entered the van.
"Omg, did you see that, Y/N????" Isabelle screamed and as I faced her she gasped. "Y/N, why are you blushing? I thought you didn't like him!" She laughed to which I just rolled my eyes.
A few days later I was at work at the Roost. After the concert I started listening to some of K.K. songs. I gotta admit he has some bops.
Just when I was about to end my shift, a customer walked in. Tall slim guy, black cap, white hair almost covering his eyes and a black face mask. Was he sick or something? And why does he look familiar?
"Welcome to The Roost. May I take your order?" I asked politely. His soft voice replied "Yeah, I would like an iced americano, please." - "Coming right up." I replied and got to work.
While preparing his order he got a call, to which I maybe listened a little. "Yeah? ... oh, hi Dr. Shrunk. ... yes, I will be there shortly, I'm just getting a coffee real quick and then I'll be in the studio asap. ...yup. ...Aight, see you." The studio? Uh-huh.
"There you go, sir. That's 200 bells please." I said and put the drink on the counter. He gave me the money and stared into my eyes for a second. He looks damn familiar. Maybe we went to the same school.
Finally his eyes widened. "I know you! You were the edgy girl from my concert!" He said and pulled down his mask and that's when I realised it was K.K. Slider in front of me. And he... recognised me??? He gave me a smile and asked "You didn't seem quite as interested as your friend tho. I hope you could enjoy the concert at least a little."
"I- well it was... not as bad as I expected..." I said and I felt my cheeks glowing. He seemed to notice that and asked for a piece of paper and a pen. I looked around the counter and found both. I gave it to him and he wrote some numbers on the paper.
"You know, I would love to talk to you more. I think you are really interesting and pretty. If you want" he gave me the paper "you can call me anytime and we can meet up again." He smiled, leaving me in total shock. I looked at the numbers on the paper in disbelief and looked back up. K.K. put back up his mask now and thanked me for the coffee once again and before I could say anything he left the Roost. Fortunately, no one else was in the cafe right now, so no one could see me this flustered.
I got K.K. Number...
I GOT K.K. SLIDERS NUMBER??!!?!??😱
