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So (when this chapter will be out) I'm currently in school break and I know I said I'd post on Wednesday and Sunday but I'm going to my girlfriend so I won't update this story at all for the next two Sunday.
If you have any requests or anything to say do not hesitate.
I'm probably working on three other stories beside, which won't be out soon but they're here waiting.
Hope you have/had/will have a wonderful break for everyone who has one and for the others then I hope you have a great weekend or anything. Just enjoy life!
Kyrie <3
August 7th 2023
The screaming of the crowd becomes louder as soon as I get on stage. It's always such a feeling to see all those lights and fans cheering and singing.
But the feeling is even better when I know she's in the crowd, front row watching me or the dancer or whatever. Greg is gonna take them backstage just after the show, I'll finally be able to talk to them again in better condition. Of course I can't help but look into her direction a few times. Tree did told me to be careful yesterday? I can understand her, none of us wants people ti get suspicious over nothing.
Her blush is the cutest I've ever seen and the way her eyes sparkle. She looks like an angel.
This tour is becoming really exhausting but it's so worth it and I clearly don't regret it.
I think I have the best fans ever. As I play exile on the piano they all sing the lyrics responding to me. I think it might be one of my favorite performance so far.
As I start to perform Karma, everyone knows the show is coming to an end which I'm sad about because I hate leaving the stage every time but I can't help thinking about what will be waiting for me backstage. Or should I say who.
I see Greg starting to walk backstage with them following him. God it's finally happening.
I wave one last time to the crowd before disappearing under the stage. Once I'm out of the stage, I make my way to Tree who gives me congratulations as always. She keeps me for a few minutes, making them seem like hours. All I want is to head back to my changing room.
Once she frees me I rush towards my room. Not too fast cause I'm really tired but fast enough to make sure no one will stop on my way.
"This is very cosy. You should buy a sofa like this." I hear Evin's voice as I slowly open the door
"Good luck. It's handmade, must have been really expensive." They both turn their face in my way. They seem pretty tired which is understandable but still gorgeous. They're wearing dresses, Evi a yellow, quite sparkling one and Camille a blue night dress which makes her look like a princess. Evin told me they bought it when they came to New York last time.
The look on my French girl is absolutely adorable. I can see she's doing her best to stay calm thing that she does pretty well.
I approach Evin and pull her into my arms. "Evin, nice to see you again." After a few seconds we step back and I turn towards her. She's beautiful standing there. "Hi!" Shit Taylor, where did your confidence go?
"Hey!" She replies a few seconds later, her cheeks slightly pink. I walk closer and take her in my arms. I almost feel her leaning her head against my chest. It's cute how she is way shorter than me. We eventually pull away and smile at each other. This adorable smile that could make anyone fall for her.
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