One In A Million - Matt Espinosa Fan Fiction

They Meet

   SYDNEYS POV

Well, this is fun so far.

Not.

   "Oh. Em. GEEEEE. Ugh Syd wasn't that the most amazing thing EVER???!" Taylor squealed directly in my ear.

"Oh, um. Yeah defnitely! They're so hot." I fake laughed.

"We knew you'd love it." Abby smugly smirked, thinking she had proved herself right about Magcon.

"Well guys, I'm starving. Maybe we should leave and get something to eat?" I said, lowkey trying to leave the convention.

"Um, DEF not! We're about to meet Matt Espinosa!"

I suddenly wasnt't hungry anymore.

It took about 45 minutes of waiting until we could physically see Matt. We were still about ten people back, but we could see his whole body and everything.

He's even more gorgeous in person.

As we inched closer to the front of the line, I could've sworn I saw him look over in my general area about three different times. I figure that he's checking out my friends, since they look amazing and I look gross.

I immeadiately began to scrutinize my outfit and my physical appearance.

Why would Matt EVER pick me out of all these girls? Espescially Taylor and Abby. They look freaking perfect. They have straight blonde hair, deep brown eyes, and amazing bodies. I have dull, wavy brown hair and stupid blue eyes. Ugh.

   I can't tell if the feeling in my stomach is excitement or nauseousness. I'm just praying this meet isn't a train wreck.

MATT'S POV

   The day went on and on and on, and still no sign of my perfect girl. I don't even know why I get my hopes up for these kinds of things, they only happen in movies or fan fictions.

   The standing, smiling, and selfie-taking continued without end until I saw a glance of something magnificent. It was about ten people back in the line. It was perfect. It was a girl. A perfect girl, may I add.

   Even though she was a good distance away, I could tell she was gorgeous. It quickly became very hard to stay focused on the fans in front of me instead of her.

   My heart beat increased with each inch she got closer to me. I don't know why though, I've seen endless pretty girls before. Why am I acting so weird now?

   The two girls that seemed to be with her came up first. They both had straight blonde hair and pretty brown eyes, and GREAT bodies. I have to admit, they were pretty hot. But hot doesn't even begin to compare to the gorgeousness of the girl stepping up to me.

   Now that she was in front of me, I was mesmerized. She has such long, wavy brunette hair, and piercing blue eyes. And the most perfect smile you could ever imagine.

   Wait, THIS girl came to see ME?

   I went through the usual routine of posing and taking the picture with her. But I did something different this time. I insisted on carrying her bridal style and kissing her cheek in the picture. Our Magcon management doesn't want us doing that, but it was worth it for this time. I could hear the rest of the people in line "Ooh" and "Aww" at us.

   She laughed and blushed after the picture, and I don't think she could've been any more adorable. Then she handed her phone to the photographer and asked for another picture. This time we just out our arms around each other. She was the perfect height, so she could rest her head in my chest and mine fits perfectly on top of hers. All I could think was, "This is amazing."

   The picture flash went off, and I slowly began to feel her arms leave my torso. I realize that this girl, who has had me under her spell for the past three minutes, was about to leave and I might possibly never see her again.

   And I don't even know her name.

   Just as she began to let go, I whispered, "Hey, what's your name?"

   "I'm Sydney," She blushed. What a pretty name.

   "Well Sydney, I have to tell you that you're gorgeous. I hope to see you again." I whispered as I looked directly into her bright blue eyes.

   I look over to see my manager, Bart, giving the the motion to move along, since Sydney had been up there at least twice the amount of time usual. I wanted to let him know that I was interested in her and wanted to see her again by giving him a thumbs up and pointing to Sydney.

   He nodded to let me know he got the message.

  The thing is, Sydney isn't just a fan. She stands out to me. I can already tell I'll be thinking about her constantly now.

SYDNEYS POV

   I finally got to the front of the line, and my heart was beating so hard and fast, I'm surprised everybody around me couldn't hear it. I told Taylor and Abby to go together without me, mostly because I wanted to meet Matt by myself without having to be compared to them.

   I could tell that Matt was really sweet and caring by the way he interacted with his fans, but I can't help but notice he keeps looking over here towards me. Evertime he does, my stomach does a loopty-loop inside of me. The next thing I knew, I was walking up to meet him.

   I can't even begin to take in his presence, since it's so overwhelmingly perfect. His warm chest, the way his arms felt around me, it just felt.. right.

   It came time to take pictures, and before I could say anything, Matt picked me up bridal style and surprised me by kissing my cheek in the picture. I wasn't expecting this, so I was laughing and blushing intensely as he put me down. I look into his eyes for the first time and melt. It's just something about him that drives me crazy.

   I decided I want to have picture taken on my phone instead of the professional camera, so I hand my phone to the photographer. This time we just wrapped our arms around each other. I've never hugged somebody that tight before. His arms felt like home, and I never wanted to leave.

   The flash on my camera went off, and my heart broke realizing that I had to leave now. And I know that I'll always be just a fan to Matt, someone he'll never remember after this.

   Just as soon as began to unwrap myself from his grasp, he brought me back in and looked into my eyes.

   "Hey, what's your name?" He asked in his sexy, raspy voice.

   Is this really happening? Matt Espinosa asking for MY name?

   "I'm Sydney," I try to say as cool as possible, even though I can feel my cheeks burning up.

   "Well Sydney, I have to tell you that you're gorgeous. I hope to see you again." He whispered, still looking right in my eyes.

   I give him the biggest smile possible before I walk away. Did that really just happen? Matt picked me up, kissed my cheek, hugged me, asked for my name (which he rarely does), AND told me I was gorgeous and that he wished to see me again in a matter of three minutes.

   Safe to say, I had a pretty good three minutes.