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Last Song for Tonight

I waited in line, sweats trickling down my face despite the cold wind blowing. I should have been lying on my bed tonight with my chocolate double-dutch ice cream and watching those movies I rented. I should be doing that instead of tiring myself here. Jane better give me a very good reward.

“Hey, watch it!”

“You watch it!”

I’ve been waiting here for several hours and there have been pushing and pushing going on. Don’t they know anything about patience? And what’s so great with this JC that they could go wild like this. I don’t even know the guy!

After that entire ruckus outside, I finally got inside the concert dome. Jane sure is good with this; she got herself a seat near the stage where she could drool all over him. I just need to get 31 pictures of him and get the hell out of here. Thirty-one pictures and all of this are done.

The concert went well and I kept taking pictures as what Jane requested. The fan girls around me went on roaring especially when that JC took off his leather jacket in one of his performance. I had to admit he looks good and those biceps are just part of the package. You’d think he’s thin under those covering but no one would guess there are muscles hidden.

He went over near the edge of the stage and on cue; I captured a photo of him – which turned out blurred. These girls are already getting on my nerves, can’t they be gentler than this. Sarcasm intended. I stretched my arm to get another photo, when one girl pushed me.

“Hey!”

She doesn’t seem to care nor look my way. Talk about manners. My arm is still stretched and I’m still glaring at the youngster when I felt someone held my wrist and pulled me up. To my surprise, it was the rockstar and he’s smirking as he sang. I have no idea how to react; this wasn’t part of the plan. I was just supposed to take photos not be taken on stage. The song ended and the crowd’s roar went louder. Still holding my wrist, he tugged me towards the center. I pulled back.

“Um, no thanks,” I said smiling awkwardly.

But he didn’t listen instead, he faced the audience and through the mic he’s holding asked, “Want another song?” The audience bellowed in response. He grinned at me then tugged me one more time and successfully did.

There are two high chairs waiting already. He led me to one and let me took a seat. One guy set a microphone stand near the other chair where JC is seated; tuning a guitar. When the props-man left, JC spoke through the mic in front him, facing the crowd.

“This will be the last song for tonight. I want to thank everyone for coming and for everyone who helped in making this concert a success. So for all of you and to the gorgeous young lady in front me” – he winked at me – “I give to you, The A Team.”

So he’s doing a cover song as a finale, not to mention one of my favorite songs by Ed Sheeran. As if the crowd hinted the need of silence, they suddenly went mute. Confidently, he pressed on the strings in a G chord and began singing. I might not know him before coming here, but I’m already a fan. Slightly. He got this voice which will make you listen to whatever song he sings. Really addicting, to be honest.

When he looked at me, I somehow noticed a small tattoo – a blue star – just below his right eye. I know I’ve seen someone with the same mark not long before. That’s when flashbacks from the other day came rushing in my head. The guy I accompanied because he got separated from his group.

I grinned, finally realizing this. I did remember telling him I like Ed Sheeran, especially this song. He winked at me which made me chuckle.

“Cris. John Cris.”

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<Author's Note: I really like Ed Sheeran..Hahaha..Just saying. xD  Nga pala, if you want a dedication..just tell me..(; >