Amsterdam (Martin Garrix)

Chapter Four

I checked the time, my phone read 9:55.
I Finished my outfit by putting on my white comverse but before leaving the room I thought about weather i should go downstairs and wait for martin or if I should go to his room and we go together. As I was thinking, I was stopped in thoughts by a knock on my door. I guess it's Martin, I walked to the door and opened it.
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                     Half an hour later

We arrived at the show and I had no idea where to go so I should probably stay by martin's side. We were backstage and the    floor was really muddy it was a bad idea taking my white converse they are going to stain now. I was staring at my now dirty shoes whilst following behind Martin when I heard someone call him "Martjin!!!" I looked up to see martin running to the guy and hugging him. I laughed at the sight and the guy then picked up Martin like he was a baby I couldn't help but burst out lauging even more.
I realised that people were looking at me I hate my laugh, I sound like a duck being strangled but I couldn't help but laugh even more about the fact people are still watching me. I then felt a martin return to me. I stopped laughing as I think I have embarrassed myself enough.

"Guys this is Luna, My personal Photographer and she also happens to speak dutch like most of us here"

They all smiled at me and I smiled at them back.

I heard martin's name being called out it I guess it is time for martin to start the event.

"Follow me up the stage you, you can move around the stage to take different angle shots"

I nodded and We started walking together. I felt him lean down to my ear whilst we were still walking I felt shivers down my back "You have a cute laugh"
I couldn't help but blush at his statement I looked down to hide my blush but I'm guessing he saw because he leaned down agian and said "Your even cuter when you blush" I looked up at him and Saw him smirking I couldn't help that I was smiling too. I didn't even notice we stopped walking and that we were just staring at eachother untill i heard someone repeat calling Martin's name.

"Martjin!" Both martin and I looked away from eachother's eyes and towards the man from earlier shouting for martin

"Quick guys get on stage and Luna get your camera tripods in position!" He shoved us up the stairs which lead to the stage.

I set up the camera tripods right infront of DJ set, just below the stage with the camera pointing up towards martin and the final camera was a Go pro behind martin to get a view of martin, the lights, and the people watching.
I started taking a few pictures as the show just began.

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                   Martin's show Break

Martin and I went to the backstage room where a few people were already their Martin and I were drinking water whilst he was on his phone, he began lauging I felt like he was taking pictures of me but why would he?

"Luna you might want to add me on snapchat" he said while laughing so much he I could barely understand him.

"Why, martjin?" I said with a concerned look

He didn't reply he just continued laughing.

I didn't say anything at all I just carried on drinking my water without saying anything

"Luna? Are you upset" he said worridly as he came closer.

That was my chance I grabbed his phone and ran I hid behind some huge speakers and began taking selfies on his snapchat and putting them on his story adding things like "The best person on the planet" and "how cam someone be as perfect as this girl" and "add the lovely luna on snapchat"

I then heard him shouting my name I peaked above the speaker and saw him lookin around and took a quick snap of him and wrote "I lost my mum again at the supermarket"

I decided this was enough and got out from behind the speaker and gave him back his phone.

I'm not going to lie I really enjoy working with Martin Garrix and I am looking forward to upcoming shows I have to go to.

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