Chapter Two

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"What?" I looked at him in confusion

"Think about it you never asked me my name and i never told you it"

"What?"

"I am martin garrix" I heard him say but how can it be if i still haven't been told about him?

"No, I still haven't met martin garrix and i don't have time for these pranks so stop it"

"Believe me or not, you have to be in the hotel because I have a show tomorrow which i will need a photographer there"

"You really are Martin Garrix" I mumbled to myself as I started to continue walking next to him.

( A few hours later)

I had my suitcases ready and was about to leave for the hotel.

I arrived at the hotel and went to the 12th floor since that is where my room was. I was walking to the lift until i saw it starting to close so I ran and the person inside managed to keep them open for me.

"Thank you" I said as i struggled to Get my suitecase in. When i looked up I found myself looking at the same face i had seen a few hours ago

"Hey" he said as he gave me a cute smile

"Oh hey martin I had no idea you were already here" I laughed as i kept my eyes onto the lift doors whilst we were slowly moving up

"My stage name is Martin because most people can't say my name but you're dutch too so you can call me martijn "

"Oh ok then,Martijn" we both laughed quietly

"Why do you call Lukas Mr. Lukas? "

"I don't know it's because he has a fancy huge office or something" I said as I laughed

The lift stopped and the doors opened and we were still laughing the people must've thought we were mad

"What room are you staying at?" He asked

"I am staying at room 311" I said

"Really? So am I well not the same room but the one right next to it. I'm staying at room 312"

Wow something inside of me just felt excited i don't know why. It is at this time I realised how lucky I am to have met, talked to, and now living next to The Martin Garrix

I bet this is many girl's dreams.

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