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Planned: IIII

My heart froze in my chest in that moment. It felt as if that look on his face lingered for what seemed like eternity, the pure confusion mixed with a surprising amount of happiness to see me. Fans around us were yelling my name to him, trying to get his attention again as they beamed to me with thank yous for getting his attention to our area. Laughing it off they all began to sing, the first time I've properly heard them sing live. 

I found myself melting into the music, the melodies that worked together, the instruments harmonizing. Then Michael began to sing and my eyes opened again, glancing up to him he was staring straight at me, singing to me. At first I struggled to believe it, Michael, who never spoke more than a few actions to me was intentionally looking at me. Perhaps he too was going with the whole 'please the crowd and get people talking about us again' thing, but the other part of me thought and wanted to believe this was deeper. 

The look in his eyes wasn't meaningless, it was sincere. It wasn't something that is so easy to fake and I should know more than anyone else. Eventually his eyes tore away from mine as the first song came to an end part of me felt desperate to have him look at me like that again, I found myself longing for that glance, even if it were for a second. As they finished the final chords I too was cheering and clapping my heart out, not caring how people saw this anymore as I was doing it for me; not the media, not the fans, not Gary, not the band, just me and him. His band mates and him started talking to the crowd, making jokes and waving, asking questions as the fans screamed in response. The entire atmosphere was unbelievable, I was living for every moment of it. 

Fans around me started screaming for Michael, for him to mention me but I remained silent, lowering my head not wanting to take attention away from the band and the fans experience. I wasn't a necessary element to this, it is about the band and their interaction, not mine and Michaels. After a while Michael kept giving glances but never spoke up about it thankfully, they proceeded to play more upbeats songs and I figured the lyrics out pretty quickly and sang along with the fans around me. Sometimes even catching Michael send a smile if I got lucky enough. 

The concert continued with few breaks where the band would talk, joke about their day and Los Angeles, making remarks about the city and the time they've spent here. "Bet Michael spent all his time with Y/n in bed!" I heard someone practically scream from somewhere in the crowd and I felt a blush creep into my cheeks as I snuck a look to Michael, seeing him replicating my look at that very moment. No one responded but Luke continued joking with the others before all went quiet and Michael gave a speech. 

"It sounds cheesy but it's not meant to be cheesy." He started and all of the crowd went quiet, there were a few screams for him but most of the crowd was content listening to him. "There's a lot of shit happening in the world right now, a lot of bad shit. I've said this a few times already today to the people I've met but it definitely means a lot more on stage talking to you guys like this." He motioned to the audience and everyone started screaming with excitement, Michael pulled a shy smile and I could see him fidgeting on the spot, something that made my heart flutter. "People like you who come to concerts, concerts like this to have a good time and spread love which is important in the world right now but I'm jumbling my words as I'm nervous." He joked and a small laugh escaped me, part of me think he heard in the silence as he glanced my way, but I shook that idea off. "We ask you to have a good time and to love somebody tonight." He yelled that part, wanting to get it out there, people around me yelled how much they loved him whilst I remained silent, questioning myself now more than ever before. 

The other guys made some jokes about having sex in the arena and I chuckled along to those but Michael went back on track, back to his speech. "Anyway all I want to say it's people like you who come to concerts like this makes a difference in the world, this next song is about love," He moved his guitar and repositioned himself more comfortably in front of the microphone, as he held onto it he looked right at me, I wasn't becoming delusional or imagining things. Those green eyes stared straight at mine, "and love is important." He spoke to me and I nodded, then it was over, my heart started to beat again and I released the breath I held.