The Sound that Saved Me (BoyxBoy)

Chapter 23: The Sound That Saved Me

6 months later

Caspar's PoV:

"Thank you everyone."

I breathed into the mic with a grin as I finished my second gig ever, live. I was the opening act for none other than the great Troye Sivan!

The crowed in front of me roared with cheers and claps non-stop as I chuckled and smiled along while trying to avoided the stuff they were throwing on stage as I began to leave. I've never got the hang of them doing that yet.

"We love you Caspar," one of the girls screamed as the rest woohoo'd and screamed in unison. I smiled and placed the mic near my mouth, " I love you too!" before the crowed broke again into screams and shouts. I disappeared into the backstage, their sounds fading away as I saw my agent and assistant waiting with smiles and thumbs ups. My assistant was holding a water bottle and a towel. My agent, Oliver White, was on the phone as he gestured for me to go ahead to my backstage privet room.

I smile when I spotted the water bottle, as I took it from my assistant murmuring a thank you, before she walked away to do other stuff.

I sat in the backstage room, and gulped the water while rubbing the towel on my face. I sweat like crazy when I perform live.

Sigh.

Preforming live, with an already huge growing fan base waiting out there to take pictures and chase my car around.

Can you believe it, Joe?

I smiled sadly at my reflection, and placed the empty water bottle down.

"knock knock, superstar," chirped Troye as he entered my room, followed by my agent.

I spun my chair around and smiled at him, " hey Troye!"

"I'm over the moon. You did wonderful Caspar!" he laughed, patting my shoulder with excitement.

Oli nodded and continued" two successful gigs with your hit single. What an accomplishment!"

"Yeah," I nodded, "I'm just glad the my queerness did not effect all that. Specially with this huge female fan base"

Oli frowned, "of course it won't. Buddy, you're a hit. No one cares if you like men."

"I care," I mumbled.

"I did not mean it that way, Casp. It's just that this will never effect how successful you are. Okay?" he eyed me with reassurance.

"It never affected me," Troye winked.

I nodded at him with a smile, and then turned to Oli, " so, nothing  else on my schedule for tonight?"

"Not tonight. Unless you want to stick around for the after party?"

"No, god no. I'm exhausted."

Troye chuckled and shook his head at me. I rolled my eyes. Half a year ago, I was a fanboy, and now he is like one of my closest friends around. It's crazy how life works. right?

" Okay. You're also free tomorrow. I made sure of it." Oliver cut my thoughts

Tomorrow.

"Okay, that's good." I got up from my place, and placed the towel on my shoulder.

"So you're really doing it?" Troye asked as I walked pass him.

I froze in my place, before turning my neck towards him " yeah...I think I took long enough."

He smiled sympathetically " I'm sorry...I hope it goes well."

"Don't be." I shook my head, and shrugged" it is what he wanted after all. Success."