imessage ++ cth

eighteen

erin ***

The concert is amazing. I'm not sitting with anyone or anything, but I am surrounded by a bunch of people that like the same music as I do, and that makes me happy.

When it's time to 'meet' them, I pray I'm last in line so I can drag him to another attraction. It wouldn't be very easy seeing as how people were staring at me today, but who cares?

I fiddle with my tag and tap my foot in the cement floor, feeling the cool air settling around us. All the girls in front of me are bouncing up and down, screaming, crying, etcetera.

Soon most of the girls are taken care of and I get a pang of Post Concert Depression, when I'm next in line. "Hug?" He asks.

I give him a huge hug and Luke pretends to put in the corner. "I want a hug." He whines, so I give him a small hug.

Michael grins at me. "Calum talks about you all the time. He has a shrine for you. He sacrificed a goat for you." Calum smacks Michael upside the head and he shuts up.

I wave to Ashton, who doesn't stop talking. All he does is talk, and I like it. It makes the quiet less quiet.

Like I prayed, I'm last in line, so we trod back outside to go to his limo thing. When we're seated inside, Michael says he wants McDonalds.

"No." Luke says.

When we reach the McDonalds drive-thru, I order fries. Calum wants a cheeseburger and so does everyone else and their mother.

After getting our food we park in the lot and eat. So much for an attraction.

"This is good." I say.

"Like your face."

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that ended off weird but oH WELL