You're Mine // WLW

Was I wrong?

T-10 minutes until Billie takes the stage. I know I would be able to catch her set from the comfort of the backstage area, but I want to dive in with the crowd and get the full fan experience. I wanted to feel the energy from the crowd, to let the music sweep me up and lose myself in it. Maybe not deep in the crowd, but at least towards the back or maybe even the sides where I can watch everything unravel.

I pushed myself off the couch, the fabric creasing where I had been sitting, and took a deep breath. The cozy warmth of my trailer had been a little sweet haven for me for a while, but it was time to step back out into the electric hum of Coachella. I slipped on my white converse and fixed my hair. I was still wearing my casual disguise from earlier, although part of me wished I could've gotten dolled up for Billie, but there was no time for that now.

As I opened the trailer door, the cool night air greeted me, cutting through the warmth that clung to my skin. The festival was alive, buzzing with anticipation and I could already hear the faint murmurs of the crowd gathering by the main stage. The energy was infectious and I couldn't help but smile as I made my way through the maze of tents and equipment, weaving past crew members and other performers heading in their own directions.

The lights of the stage loomed ahead bright and bold, and I could see the silhouettes of people moving like waves, gathering and jostling for the best spot. I felt a flutter in my chest, a mix of excitement and nerves. Billie's set was supposed to commence at 10pm and it's almost time.

I found a spot near the back, just far enough that I could still see the full sweep of the stage but still feel the buzz of the crowd around me. People were laughing, singing and clutching their phones, ready to record the moment Billie stepped out.

I glanced around, taking in the sea of faces illuminated by the stage lights, all turned in anticipation. It was a strange comfort, being surrounded by so many people who were here for the same reason, who felt the same thrill building in their chest. For a moment, I let myself blend in. I felt like just another fan waiting for the show, not the artist who had just been on stage a few hours ago.

Then the lights dimmed, and a ripple of excitement surged through the crowd. I felt it wash over me, making my heart beat a little faster. A low, atmospheric hum began to play over the speakers, the kind that sends chills down your spine because you know something big is about to happen. The screen behind the stage flickered to life, showing shadows and flashes of color, building tension with each passing second.

People around me started cheering, screaming Billie's name. I found myself grinning, swept up in the thrill of it all. It was like the whole festival held its breath, waiting for that first note to drop.

And then she was there. The stage lights flared to life and Billie emerged from the shadows. The crowd erupted, a deafening wave of sound, and I could feel the energy hit me like a shockwave. She stood there for a moment soaking it in, a small smile playing on her lips as if she knew she had us in the palm of her hands.

The music kicked in, a fast and punchy beat that instantly got the crowd moving. She started her set with 'you should see me in a crown' and the crowd went wild. People were dancing, jumping, screaming along the lyrics. It was infectious.

Billie moved effortlessly, her presence magnetic and it was clear she was in her element. She owned every inch of that stage.

I'd seen her perform before, but there was something different tonight. Maybe it was because of our encounter earlier. The way she leaned closed, her words still echoing softly in my ears. Or maybe it was Dylan's voice laced with jealousy still lingering in the back of my mind, making me question things I'd hadn't thought before.