15. The Concert

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-Three weeks later-

"Kellin! This is actually happening! Pinch me, I think I'm dreaming." Vic says excitedly. 

"Yes, this is actually happening." I say, laughing at his behavior. 

Currently, Vic and I are standing outside of the venue where we will be seeing Green Day. Vic was acting like a crazy little fangirl while I was more into what he was doing than the concert. We got here about two hours early so were aren't very far back in the line but far enough away. The meet and greet will be held after the show, I guess. 

Vic was wearing one of his many Green Day shirts with a pair of red jeans and a pair of Vans. I, on the other hand, didn't have a shirt so Vic insisted on me wearing one of his. I wasn't complaining, though. I love wearing his clothes. 

"We need to get a picture together." Vic says, pulling his phone our of his pocket. "Excuse me, can you take a quick picture of us?" He asks the people standing in front of us. They turned around with a smile and nodded. Vic handed them his phone then wrapped his arm around me while I did the same. We smiled and the girl snapped a picture. 

"Thank you." I tell her while Vic takes his phone back and looks at the picture. 

"It's no problem. Are you two together?" She asks. I nod and smile shyly. "Awe," She coos, "For how long?" She asks. 

"Four, almost five, months?" I say, it kind of coming out as a question, looking over at Vic for conformation, in which he nods. 

"You guys are, like goals. You're were probably made for each other." The girl says. 

"Thank you so much." I tell her, feeling Vic wrap his arm around me once again. 

"It's no problem. Do you have an Instagram?" She asks. I nod and give her both Vic and I's usernames. 

"I'll follow you back later. My phone is turned off." I tell her, learning her name is Ali. 

"That's alright." She says with a smile then turns back to her group of friends and I turn my attention back to Vic. 

"I was expecting her to ask why I have oxygen tubes." I tell Vic.

"I did too but I'm glad that she didn't."  Vic says, pulling me closer to his side. 

"I am too." I say, resting my head against his shoulder. I looked forward and saw that the line was started to finally move. I could practically feel the excitement bubbling off of Vic. He unwrapped his arm from around my waist and opted to hold my hand instead. 

We quickly made our way through the front and quickly made our way to the merch table. 

"I just want to hurry and buy these then we can go to the stage area. We'll be a distance away but I want this fucking shirt." Vic explains, "Oh, and I'm buying you one since you gave me the ticket." Vic adds.

I go to object but he gives me a look telling me not to. I purse my lips together while he buys the two shirts. 

He grabs my hand and starts to quickly pull me through the large crowd of people rushing to the stage. When we finally get there, we are able to get a spot in the middle and more towards the front. I'm pretty happy with this spot and I think Vic is too. 

 With about and hour of standing around and chatting with the rest of the people in the crowd, the lights slowly start to dim. 

"Kell! Oh my god! It's starting!" Vic says, excitedly shaking me. 

"I see that." I giggle. 

Music erupts from the speakers and every member of the band run out onto the stage. Honestly, I don't think I will ever hear Vic squeal like he just did ever again.

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