The Fan- A Bastille/Dan Smith Fanfiction

Prologue

Caela had never been more excited for anything in her life--ever. Not when she graduated from high school or even when she bought her own apartment. Nothing had been equivalent to the feeling of joy that had coursed through her when she learned that she would finally be attending a Bastille concert.

Caela had been waiting for months for them to finally tour America, and when they did, she never got the chance to see them live. There was always an issue; either the venue was too far away to drive or it was too expensive to fly. It didn't matter what the situation, Caela was never even close to achieving her long-term goal.

However, things had changed. Bastille had finally made their way further inland, and were now going to be playing in Omaha, Nebraska, right in the center of her home town. She could hardly contain her enthusiasm, and was the first to buy her tickets when they went on sale. And now, just two short months later, Caela is attending Bastille with her best friend Mary tomorrow night like every other Stormer in the state of Nebraska. She is just another obsessed fan in another crazy crowd, but she doesn't care. Her dream is finally coming true, and little does she know that the dream has scarcely begun...

Hi, okay sorry that was a pretty bad prologue, but that needed to be in there or else the story wouldn't make sense haha.