NOVEMBER GOT ME YOU

Chapter 5

DINA'S P.O.V

"Are you good? Camera's doing well?" Steve walked towards me with a ton of papers in his hands.

"Yeah. Chill. I got this." I smiled.

"Thank you. Been really helpful since day one." He pinched my cheek.

"Haha. Just take care of whatever you need to. I'll supply cool pictures tonight."

"That's the beauty of having London student as photographer."

Steve left me a chuckle and he stormed towards another group of people. Look at him. Look at this park. He managed to get it back. This project that should have been his since day one. The guy who took it away from Steve - which I forgot what his name was - failed to convince the acts that he called and the managers altogether asked for personal link to Steve. That's how he got his kingdom back. Obviously the guy was fired. And Steve, unfortunately, was having lack of employees for today's event. So I volunteered. He gave me free pass. What's not to love.

I walked to one side of the stage. Being a licensed photographer, Steve gave me pass to every room I wanted to walk in, any sides of stage and the whole park I needed to access, anything comfortable to me. So I've been walking here and there even to the backstage's ladies bathroom, twice.

So now I walked pass the green room - which not basically painted in green - but that's how they named 'backstage room' lately.

Uh. Who's that.

A guy smiled. I think he smiled at me. I turned around to check if he's throwing that smile to someone else but I was pretty sure nobody's around. I nodded politely. Then rushed to get myself out of there.

I knew who that was. He's the guy with blue eyes I once saw on the flyer.

"Whoa whoa whoa. You seeing ghost? Looking pale." I spilled some coffee to my own shoes because shocked by Steve's loud voice.

"You're the ghost." I rolled my eyes. "What are you doing here?"

"Taking you somewhere." He tightened his grip on my hand.

"To where?"

"Somebody wants to see you."

"What?"

We walked through the police barricade that was set to secure the parameter of the fest. This was an outdoor fest so anything could happen. Steve was aware of safety of the band members. I accompanied him to go to the police station yesterday and got a signed contract for one day full security.

"Wait here."

Funny. Guess where he took me? To the exact room I ran myself away from few minutes ago.

Steve opened the door. "Walk in, Na."

"Not going to happen." I shook my head.

"They're cool people. This is Before You Exit from Orlando. The one I talked about before."

"You talked about before?" I sighed. "Nah, you never actually did."

The very super friend right here dragged me into the room full of guys I never met before. Dang insecure. But Steve, he was just easily talking to one of tall guys on the corner having their coffee chatting about schedule of the band.

"Need some coffee?" A deep tone voice sent me goosebumps from behind.

I quickly turned around. "No thanks."