Your POV
I was squished between bodies, the air becoming unbearable to breathe. Swear started forming at my forehead as I was thinking why did I even drag myself into this in the first place.
it's your favourite band, remember?
Right.
My favourite band, ever, was having a concert for the first time in my town. This was going to be the first time I'm seeing them, so being excited was an understatement.
I was dressed in black skinny ripped jeans, black vans and a simple shirt. My dark brown hair was let down to fall on my shoulders. I had some light make up on, consisted of foundation, mascara and lipstick.
I was waiting in the line for the doors to open, so I could go into the venue. I went there alone, because my friends don't exactly like the music I do.
I'd rather jam out to not that known bands and artists, rather than listen to the top 40 charts' songs.
I was being suffocated, people were pushing all over the place. The door had just opened and everyone was trying to get into the venue as soon as possible.
At this point, my head started to spin, and my arm to hurt. This guy to the left was pushed so hard into me, I thought I was literally gonna die.
"Heeeeey watch where you're going, will you?" I was done with all of the pushing around, I was simply fed up. All I wanted was to get inside and enjoy to some quality music. Jesus.
The guy turned around and I was met with bright blue eyes. It felt like I was staring at the deepest and most beautiful ocean. He had a grey beanie on and I noticed something black on his lips.
Yup, definitely a lip piercing.
I realised that all we've done was stare at each other and he hadn't even said anything yet.
"I'm sorry, this other dude started pushing everyone, I didn't mean to. Are you hurt?" his voice was soft but at the same time with a bit of raspiness flowing in it.
I noticed how plump his lips are and the way they moved while he let every word roll off his tongue.
"No, I'm not."
I put an end to the conversation as I turned around again and made sure my only goal at that moment was to go inside and find my seat.
After an hour or so, I was still waiting for the concert to begin. I looked around as saw that the place was crowded. I certainly did not know that people from this town were into this type of music. Where were you all my life, people?
Suddenly, the lights went out and the crowd began to cheer and clap.
The band appeared on the stage and I was going crazy at that point. Alex screamed wildly in his microphone "How're we doing tonight?"
I let out a high pitched scream, they were real. This band is real. And they're amazing.
A few song afterwards, I feel a tap on my left shoulder. An unsettling feeling appears in the pit of my stomach as I wonder who could that be. No one I know should be here.
I slowly turn around only to be met by the same blue eyes I was left with, earlier that night.
"We meet again, huh?" A smirk lays on his pink lips as he tugs on his lipring with his teeth.
"Yea, I guess." I fee intimidated by his gaze, so I glance around the place.
"This is Stella! Enjoy!" Jack's voice fills the room as cheers form from the crowd.
The familiar riff starts playing as I snap my head towards the stage and start jumping and head banging. I remember that the guy is still standing beside me. I quickly turn around and notice that he is looking at me, the smirk still evident on his face.
"What? It's my favourite song." I snap at him, as I notice his eyebrows rise in surprise at my statement.
"It's my favourite song, too." No longer a smirk, but a sweet smile lights up his face.
"I'm Luke." He pulls out his hand, waiting to shake mine.
I look down at it and take it. This Luke kid has some pretty eyes and a pretty good taste in music. Why the hell not?
"I'm (y/n). Nice to meet you, Luke." his hand feels soft against mine as he stares directly into my eyes.
This is going to be a long and interesting night.
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