Hold Me In Your Arms (A Bastille/ Dan Smith FanFiction)

I had been waiting for months- no, YEARS, to meet Dan Smith. Finally a friend and I managed to get tickets to a small gig that they were playing in Boston, and I could not have been more excited. I had been right in the front and Dan walked right in front of me during the concert when he walked through the crowd. I was convinced that right then and there- when Dan Smith was only inches away from me- that was the best moment of my life. But I was wrong. After the concert my friend Emily and I walked outside to see Dan and Kyle meeting fans and signing things. Dan looked over and saw us, and he started to walk towards us. Emily and I looked at each other in complete shock, was he looking at... us?

"Hey guys!" Dan said cheerfully. I looked behind me quickly to make sure that he wasn't talking to someone else.

"..H..H...Hi!" I stammered. Emily stood speechless next to me.

"How did you like the gig?" He questioned sweetly. I didn't understand why exactly he had decided to randomly talk to some fans he saw walking by.

"It was incredible! You guys are all so talented." I said, gaining confidence. Emily's boyfriend's car pulled up and she ran off, terrified, without even saying hello- leaving me all alone. With Dan Smith.

"Haha thank you! I noticed you actually, while I was on stage." Dan said shyly and he looked at the ground, his face turning red. He was joking, right? I mean, this is Dan Smith we're talking about here. A famous, gorgeous, talented singer in an amazing band.

"Oh really? That's funny because I noticed you while you were on stage too." I said jokingly. He laughed, embarrassed.

"Ha ha very funny. I'm Dan by the way." He said, as if I didn't already know that. Ha. He was so cute.

"I'm Chloe, it's nice to meet you Dan." I said sweetly.

"Um, would you like to go backstage and meet the rest of the band, or something..?" He asked awkwardly. He was so adorable!!

"Yeah! I'd love to!" I said, holding back a shriek. I had to force myself not to start giggling and embarrass myself. He lead me through a door and told his tour manager that I was there. He showed me to a small room where the rest of the band was relaxing on some couches.

"Guys, this is Chloe." Dan said.

"Hey Chloe!" Kyle Woody and Will all said at once. I laughed and said hi back.

"Geez I can't believe I'm meeting you guys. I'm a huge fan! Your music is brilliant." I rambled, totally humiliating myself. I looked like such a fangirl! Ok, maybe I was a fangirl.

"We love meeting people that like our music! We're always so surprised when anyone at all shows up to our gigs." Woody said smiling, his long brown hair fell over his eyes.

"Yeah, I for one never expected to have fans buy us stuff. Today I got 3 new cat shirts from fans! Like, that's crazy." Kyle said, he was exactly like I'd imagined he'd be. It was like I was watching an interview with them- except I was actually standing in a room with them, and Dan Smith was standing right next  to me. Standing very close to me actually... So close I could almost feel his skin touching mine.

"You want to get out of here?" Dan leaned over and whispered in my ear.

"Oh gosh, I've actually got to go. I have to get the train back home!" I said, I had completely lost track of time!

"Oh no!" Dan said, looking disappointed.

"Can I at least have your number? We're staying in the area for a little while, and I'd really love to hang out so we can chat more. I mean, if that's ok with you of course." Dan stuttered in that adorable way he does. I never imagined in a million years that Dan Smith would get nervous about asking ME for my number. ME!

"Yeah of course. What's your number, I'll put it in my phone and text you so you'll have mine." He gave me the number, and I sent him a text.

*Guess who ;) xoxo* I texted, smiling.

"I've got to run, I'm so sorry. Text me though, ok?" I made Dan promise as I ran out of the building, smiling from ear to ear- still not able to believe what had just happened. Dan Smith had just asked me for my number. So that he could take me on a date.