It all happened after the concert. My friend Alex invited me to go to a Bastille concert with her, but at first I didn't want to go. But of coarse she convinced me to go with her. Since i was going to the concert I figured I should listen to some of their music. By the end of the week, I was pretty sure I was never gonna have a chance of dating again. And it's one persons fault. His name is Dan Smith. Dan Cambelle Smith. He is 6'1 with deep blue eyes. He also has a tall,dark brown quiff.
The whole time we were in the car the only thing I talked about was Dan and the rest of the band. I'm pretty sure Alex was annoyed by the time we got to the concert considering it was a 5 hour drive to Chicago.
As the concert started, all you could hear was screaming fans. And even more screaming when the band walked out. Before I knew what was happening, Dan walked right up to me! All I ended up saying was,"D-D-Dan!!!" he started laughing and grabbed my hand to bring me up onto the stage. Oh. My. Gosh. Dan Smith just touched me!!! And now he's bringing me up onto the stage with him!! All of a sudden I felt myself burst out into tears. And suprisingly, the WHOLE band started hugging me!
