Tiffany and her best friend Cara go to a concert of Bastille for the first time. There Tiffany and Dan have a sort of eye contact, they both feel something special. A few months later Tiffany and Dan meet again at a festival. Will something happen b...
I'm looking at some pictures of Bastille when suddenly my phone goes. I look at the screen, it's Cara.
"Hey Tiff, are you ready for the concert tomorrow?" There goes a shivering through my body when a hear the word concert.
"Man Cara, I'm so nervous. What will I wear? Maybe something will happen and they cancel the concert." I say, really stressed out.
"Calm down Tiff, everything is going to be fine." How can she be so calm?
"I hope so, will you come over tonight?" I say, hoping she will really come, I need some support.
"Yeah, I'll be at yours around 7 o' clock.'"
"Okay, see you then. Bye". I put my phone down and walk to my wardrobe.
What should I wear? Something black, or something with colours? I think I'll go for some black pants and a grey shirt.
(A few hours later)
The doorbell goes
I run at the door and open it. "Hey Cara", I give her a hug.
"Hey Tiff, how are you?"
"Super nervous, like always." I'm shaking. "I just think something bad is going to happen."
"Don't worry, you've dreamed so long about this so enjoy it" says Cara.
"Yeah, I know"
"Let's look at your clothes" says Cara to change the subject.
"Let's do it", we run upstairs to my bedroom.
"I already found something", I open my wardrobe and take my clothes.
"Those are perfect!" says Cara while she inspects my clothes. I smile.
(The next day)
I wake up to the sound of my alarm, I'm still tired because I couldn't sleep. The whole night I was thinking about the concert, I almost feel sick when I think about it. Today is THE day. Today my life is going to change.
I jump out of bed and go to the bathroom, I look exhausted. Well a little bit of make-up should help. I hop in the shower and turn it on, I enjoy the feeling of hot water running down my body. I could stay here forever.
I take a towel and dry myself off, I walk back to my room and put my clothes on.
While putting on some make-up I get a text message, it's from Cara.
Hey Tiff, ready for the concert??? I'll be at yours in an hour or 2, be ready and don't die from nervousness ;)-C .
Man, she knows me too good.
I'll be ready. I think I already died ;) -T
I fall on my bed and check my social media, there is a tweet from Dan!
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I smile while reading it, favourite it and walk downstairs.
What should I eat? I open the fridge and take some eggs, that should be good right?
(A few hours later)
"Hey Cara, come in!"
"Hey Tiff, are you ready to go?" she says smiling at me.
"I guess so", there is a thrill in my voice.
"Okay, let's go to the car!"
"Okay, let me take my stuff", I run upstairs, take my bag and look in the mirror for the last time. This is it, you can do it!
(In the car)
"Let's put some music on", I turn on the radio and start to sing along.
"Wow, Tiff your voice is so beautiful, I didn't know you could sing!" says Cara smiling at me.
"Don't exaggerate, I can't sing", I feel my face getting red so I look out of the window.
"Oh no! There is a traffic jam! SHIT", I start panicking. "Maybe we'll be too late, maybe we'll miss the concert!!"
"Calm down Tiff, the concert begins within 5 hours, we have plenty of time!"
"Yeah you're right, I hope we are on the front row though" I say dreaming of being close to Dan.
The rest of the drive remains calm but yet exciting as Bastille bursts through the car radio and the haunting music pounds through our blood giving us a thrill boost that we will see Bastille...that I'll see Dan Smith...
AN:
So, this is my first story onWattpad. Sorry for all the spelling mistakes.
I hope you like it, I'll upload the next chapter very soon
(@@durbxnskies thank you so much for helping me, love you!)
