Just Another Girl In The Crowd

Part 2

PART 2

"Take some ice" the man says, handing me a pile of ice in paper.

I hold it to my head and he wipes my eyes with a tissue paper.
"Was that girl bullying you?" He asks me and sits down.

I shake my head anxiously.
"It's okay, you can tell me." He assures.

I shake my head again. "She's my best friend." I slowly explain.

He tuts. "She obviously isn't a best friend." He mutters and gets me some more tissue paper.

"Thank you." I murmur and take the tissue, again wiping my eyes. "Is there a toilet anywhere around here?" I manage to splutter, wanting to get into a toilet and cry.

"Yeah sure, you can use the one near the stage. Don't bother anyone and don't go into any other rooms. It's outside the wooden door and down the corridor. You'll see it." He smiles slightly and points at the door.

I nod, "thank you".

Quickly, I run towards the door and push it, entering a bland corridor with no paint. My eyes begin to blur as tears fill them once again. I stare at my feet as I continue pacing quickly. Quicker, shorter breaths fill my lungs as I get closer to the end of the corridor.
Suddenly, I crash into something and fall to the floor, holding my head and groaning.

"WILL YOU WATCH WHERE YOU ARE GOING?!" I snap and look up, seeing a tall boy with dirty blonde hair towering over me.

Holy fucking mother of chicken is that Luke?!
I begin to try to crawl away from him, my face turning red.

"Are you okay?" He laughs and walks closer to me.

Tears fall from my eyes and my face burns with cringe.

"I'm so sorry oh my god." I reply.
He holds out a hand and I take it as I get up.

"Thank you. I'm so, so sorry." I reiterate once more.

He smiles at me, his eyes looking into mine.

"It's alright, honestly. Don't worry about it, I should've been looking where I was going." He laughs and continues to smile at me.

"It's not your fault! I'm so sorry I'll get out of your way now." I mutter and try to get past him.

He blocks my way and smiles.

"Hey no, it's okay. Stay for a minute. Why're you crying?" He slowly asks, wiping a tear away from my eye.

Butterflies fill my stomach. Luke fucking Hemmings touched my face!!!

"Oh um it's a long story." I stutter as he glares into my eyes again.

He smiles sympathetically. "I like long stories before a big show. Tell me." He kindly says and takes my hand, his thumb making small circles.

"I had an argument with a friend sorta thing and she smashed my phone before pulling my hair. It doesn't really matter." I quickly say, stumbling on my words.

"So why're you in here? She obviously isn't a friend if she did that to you? What the fuck. She's a bully." He blurts.

"Um I think it's your security guard, he found me outside crying and my hair being pulled and he bought me in here. I'm so sorry for coming in here. I know you must be unbelievably busy." I quickly exclaim.

He shakes is head and squeezes my hand.
"Yeah that's our body guard most likely. The band aren't busy at all actually, we are just sitting around until the show and listening to music." Luke explains and smiles. "You're coming to the concert tonight, right?" He asks.

"That's so cool. Well I was yeah, but I don't think I'll be able to. Hayley will be in the same area as me and I'm scared to go near her. I wish I could go though." I sadly say.

He frowns for a minute. "Would you like to come and meet the rest of the band? I need to talk to Dave." He mutters.

A smile washes across my face.

"Are you serious?" I gleam at him.

He nods. "Of course! But first, what is your name?"

My smile grows larger, "thank you so much! I am Mia-Annabella. But you can just call me Mia." I giggle.

Am I actually meeting the band? What the fuck? Just remember you're another fan in the crowd Mia...