Your POV
My eyes flutter open as my white ceiling comes to view. I had a busy day coming up, my best friend is dragging me to a Taylor Swift concert, one I don't really wanna go to. It's not like I hate the girl, i'm just lazy and not in the mood for human interaction.
"I really don't feel like going, I'm tired." I tell my best friend while I lay down on our couch.
"Stop being lazy, plus, I got won M&G tickets and we're not gonna waste them."
"I'll not lazy, I just had a busy day converting oxygen into carbon dioxide." I grab the remote that was laying in the small table and turned on the TV.
"C'mon, you said you would come."
"I suddenly can't today because my friend's mother's grandpa's brother's grandson's uncle's fish died, and yes, it was tragic."
"Oh my god just come with me." She said, turning the TV off.
"Rude. All I'm saying is that progress is made by lazy people looking for easier ways to do things."
"Ugh whatever, we're leaving now, let's go."
"Fine, but I hope you know I really don't wanna do this." I grab my purse and leave our apartment.
*Time Skip*
We were currently waiting in the VIP line for what seems like forever, all I could hear were screams and crying, I was literally the only one who wasn't freaking out. After what felt like years, it was finally our turn. It was a comfy wrong, a long couch on the far end, the only source of light was coming from a dim lamp that laid next to the couch.
I walked over to the couch as my friend's inner fangirl was released.
"Calm down." I told her as I took a seat. I could hear a faint 'Hello' followed by "YOU'RE HER, SHE'S YOU, OH MY GOD, AM I DEAD, IS THIS REAL ." I took my phone out of my pocket and scrolled through instagram.
After a while, I locked my phone and looked up only to see a pair of beautiful ocean blue eyes staring at me.
"Hi." She tells me, walking over to the couch. I just stare at her, not saying a word. "I see that you're shy."
"Sorry, I'm not good with words." I scratch my neck as the taller girl sits next to me.
"It's okay, neither am I. I'm Taylor by the way."
"I kinda figured that out." I chuckle. "I'm Y/N." I stick my hand out for her to shake it, but she pulls me into a hug.
"Sorry, I'm more of a hugger."
"It's fine." My friend breaks the tension by sitting between us, immediately starting a conversation with Taylor.
"Well it was nice meeting you guys." She says, looking into my eyes like she was trying to figure me out.
"It was nice to meet you too." My friend says, giving Taylor a hug and heading out with a stupid smile on her face.
"Same to you." I tell her, but before I could head out she pulls me into a tight hug.
"Call me sometime." She whispered in my ear while tucking a piece of paper in my back pocket. She kisses my cheek and walks towards a fan.
I meet my friend at the entrance and we quickly head to my car.
"SHE WAS SO NICE AND BEAUTIFUL OH MY GOD." She gashedc
"She was surely something."
