Part six - to be v.i.p

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After I left Evas mother's house I went straight to the bus. I had a little money left, and my feet were hurting so much after walking so long, so all I could think of was that it'd be pretty nice to take the bus to the V.I.P place.

My hands were all wet of all sweat that always came when I was nervous - and, this time was a good example of being nervous. I was on a bus headed to a building were I was supposed to meet and talk to my one true love, even though he didn't know about it.

I knew it was a long ride, so I took up my earphones that I always had in my jacket and pushed "shuffle" on my Spotify playlist. Lucky I was, Rhythm Inside was the second song. When I sat there, listening to the one voice that made my heart beat a little faster, I felt a tear from my eye. Suddenly, there wasn't just one tear. I cried more than I had ever cried in my entire life.

In just two hours I'd meet him, and he had no idea I was going to be there. What if I failed? What if I didn't find the building next to the consert arena? What if he wasn't there? What if Eva had tricked me, since she seemed like a really different person?

But mostly - what if he wouldn't like me?

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After sitting there in the bus crying for an hour, I finally reached to the building. I recognized it from the photo Eva had showed me on her phone, during our walk to her mum. I jumped out of the bus, but my legs didn't want to. I fell, right on my bare knees. I'd put on a skirt from Evas bag, cus my pants were dirty, and now it punished me. It was blood, all over my knees, but it didn't hurt.

I rised from sitting on my knees, just when the song "Rise like a fenix" were on it's chorus. I felt stronger than ever. I didn't cry anymore. If someone should've seen me, all they'd seen was a big smile, and bare bloody knees. It didn't fit, since it was really cold outside, and I looked like a mess, but that fell on the ground had changed something inside of me.

I saw the building getting bigger and bigger. My feet were hurting, and so was my knees, but it didn't stop me. I threw a look at my clock. I was 55 minutes early, untill the doors opened. I sighed but kept on walking untill I reached the door. There was a note saying "V.I.P members, go around the building, and enter the back door".

I walked around the building, still with blood on my knees, to find a small door with another note. "Ring on the bell next to the door". And so I did. Just when this happend, and I stood there waiting, I heard a car driving against me. I turned around, and saw the car just stopping two meters from where I stood. Out jumped Eva and her brother, and slowly after, their mother.

"Hedwig!", Eva shouted. "I need your ticket. It wasn't yours".

I opened my mouth to say something, but I didn't know what to say.

"Mum, do something!", she continued. Her mother walked against me, and she looked angry.

"Hey girl, I'm sorry to tell you this...", she started but gor interrupted when we all heard the sound of another car approuching. It wasn't just a car. It was a limo.

"Oh god", the mother said, and backed away from me, towards the limo. The door opened, and I saw him. The door I was waiting for opened, and the girl who stood there asked for my ticket. I gave her the ticket and she let me in, still with the door opened. I stood there, in the door opening, even though the lady asked me plenty of times to step away. Loïc came closer to the door each second, but it felt like each hour. Right before he entered, I fainted, and fell backwards. Everything got black.

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I opened my eyes, and they eyes I saw was the most beautiful eyes on the planet.

"Sorry. Are you o-okay?", Loïc said.

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⏰ Last updated: Jul 21, 2015 ⏰

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