DJ's Girl (Martin Garrix Fan Fiction)

Chapter 14

*Emily's POV*

-2 days later-

My eyes flutter open as the sunshines get inside from the window and I stretch my hands. Realising today is the festival, I squeal in excitement. I decide to stand up from my bed but something grabs me back. Or maybe, someone. I look behind me and my eyes widen.

"Martin?"

"Hmm?"

"Did we sleep together?" I ask.

"Yeah" he replies with his eyes still closed

"Did we do anything..you know..bad?" I ask him again

"If cuddling is a bad thing then I'd love to be a bad boy for you" he answers smirking and I giggle a little bit

"Best pick-up line ever" I comment and kiss him on the cheek. Then, I stand up and change into sweatpants and a tank top.

"I'm going downstairs, okay?" I tell him and he nods.

I go downstairs to see my mom sitting on the kitchen table and sit besides her before she smirks at me.

"What?" I ask, innocently

"How's with Martijn?" she asks, wiggling her eyebrows. My cheeks flushed

"Mom!" I whisper loudly in embarrassment

"Aww, you're blushing" she exclaims, grabbing my cheek lightly. "I had told you guys you're in love. Martijn knew that too"

"Huh? How do you know?" I raise an eyebrow

"When he visited us yesterday, we talked. Actually he described his feelings about you and trust me, I can tell when a guy is in love" she winks at me and I give her a huge grin.

"Well yeah. He told me too,but I still can't believe it's true. I mean, it's Martin Garrix, right? He had so many girls" I slightly frown

"Listen. The famous Martin could have a lot of girls in the past but Martijn is crazy for one and only; you." she says, making me feel better.

I guess she has a point.

-6 hours later-

An hour left for the festival and I'm in front of my closet. I grab my high-waist shorts, a white crop top and a long black jacket. I think I look good enough. I put my hair into a cute messy bun and wear my white All Star Converse.

My phone vibrates on my desk and I glance at its screen

From: Martin<3
i'll pick you up in 5 minutes <3

I smile and reply an 'okay'. A few seconds later another message pops up.

From: Unknown
Miss me?

I raise an eyebrow at the screen and decide to ignore it. Maybe it is a joke? I don't know.

The doorbell rings and I jog quickly downstairs. After waving to everyone, I leave my house and to my surprise, I see a limo waiting for me. Martin opens the door for me and smile at each other.

"How do you feel?" he asks

"I'm really excited." I grin and he smiles

After some minutes we arrive at the Amsterdam Arena. From the window, I can see the waiting crowd and my jaw literally drops at the view. I glance at Martin, who has been used to this.

"Open the door and get out" he orders and I obey.

I open the door carefully and get out, to find myself between two bodyguards. Then, Martin comes out and looks around. He should be on stage in 3 minutes, so we walked more quickly towards it.