ANYTHING | Van Mccaan (pt 1) - completed

Chapter 6 - Butterflies

Once the concert had finished, the crowd screamed and cheered them off shouting "I love you".

Van waved as so did the other members. Larry handed them a towel each and then we all walked back to the dressing room where they all drank water.

I turned the camera off and left it on the coffee table where it previously was before. I couldn't get it out of my head, what Larry said, it was unbelievable.

He felt like that towards me?

I know I was not something special but for someone else to say that about me, that makes me feel happy. I feel that my emotions can get the best of me sometimes and that's when it can go wrong.

I sat in my previous position on the couch and Bob plonked himself down next to me. The others began to get changed into fresher clothes, but Bob had already done that. He was very caring, sweet, cute almost. He cared for most things around him, even though he was an introvert, like me.

Our conversations could get boring if we both have got nothing to say to each other, but I feel this band is changing me. Not in a bad way, in a good influential way.

They are making me go outside my comfort zone, making my confidence grow, that's how I'm feeling more happier and not so excluded from the group.

They all have their own little tasks and roles within the band, and for me to get positive feedback from Bob about my voice, that made me happy.

"I saw you videoing today." A simple sentence like this made me feel that he was not interested in speaking to me.

"Yeah, it gave me goosebumps." I laughed to myself thinking of how I'm going to make myself look like a fool.

"Was we that good?" Bob nudged me and we both looked at each other and laughed.

"yes you was."

"Oh that's good." Bob smiled to himself.

I think I made him happy?

For me making Bob happy, it made me happy. I like making people feel appreciated and cared for.

After they all had gotten changed into fresher clothes and had a cigarette, they all went outside and talked to fans whilst Larry and the crew packed away all of the set.

"You coming Franky?" Bob offered his hand and I took it. I walked, following them. I did not know what to expect. I'm not good in big crowds of people.

I don't have claustrophobia but I do have low self esteem, especially in front of other girls - through experience. I mean, I am 22, I've got nothing to lose. I walked out and a loud chatter appeared out of nowhere and fans screamed Van's name.

I take it he was the most popular in this band, like I do understand he is the main singer but why favourite one member when you could meet all four of them and see how sweet and kind they all are? 

Then I walked out, I held my head high, smiling at the mixture of boys and girls who smiled back at me. One girl called my name. I turned and greeted her with a smile and she asked me: "are you with Van?" She beamed a smile and I could see that she meant no harm.

I shook my head, "no, sorry."

She laughed and I could see she had her phone recording. It was pretty dark and flashlights from phones were shining everywhere. There was a slight breeze which made goosebumps appear on the surface of my skin.

"Oh." She frowned.

"Why?" I half smiled and I saw more flashlights appear in my face.

"Van posted a video of you. You pulled a face and laughed?" She replied. It was hard to make out what they was saying because of their accents and the girls screaming.