Seeing Collins perform live is one of the most amazing yet frustrating experiences you could ever have. It's amazing in the sense that he is extremely talented and takes pride in what he does. It's frustrating, on the other hand, because he's so good, that you can watch him do the same thing over and over and still not know how the hell he does it.
The show was a lot of fun. He pulled fans up, like he usually does. I think I saw someone crying. He also took a few moments to answer questions, which I thought was really sweet.
As I was sitting there I realized that what everyone says about him is true. The same guy that you see on stage, is the same person you see off stage. He's just as goofy and personable. I guess that's what makes him so special.
When the show ended, Abby and I went backstage again to meet up with Collins.
"So, what did you think?" he asked, grabbing my hands.
"One word, mind-blown" I said,stepping closer.
"I think that's two words." Abby jumped in.
"You know, she has a point." he said in agreement.
"Whatever, my point is, you were amazing as always." I tip-toed, my nose barely passing his shoulders.
"Thanks." He kissed my forehead.
Abby interrupted. "Okay, I get that you guys are like together now, or whatever, but, can you be all lovey-dovey after we figure out how the hell we're getting out of this place? I really don't want to get killed by a mob of preteen girls."
"Yeah, there's a door in the back. That's the same way I got in." Collins explained. "But first" he continued "I'm gonna go meet some of those preteen girls, then I'll show you the way out. Unless, you'd rather come along."
"You can go if you want, Em. I think I'll just ask someone to show me the way. Like that cute security guard from earlier" Abby said.
Collins jumped back into the conversation. "You wanna tag along? I promise I won't let anything happen to you.Besides, they're really cool people."
"Yeah, I'll go." I shrugged. " I've always wanted to meet other Keypers. It should be fun."
When we got to the door downstairs, I could hear and see well over a hundred people. I hid behind Collins while we walked outside. He went outside first. I was too scared.
"What's the matter?" I could barely hear him over all the screams.
"I think I'm regretting my decision." I yelled.
"Come on! What's the worst that could happen?"
"I get killed!!!!!"
Before I new it, he was surrounded by a swarm of girls. If it wasn't for his height, he would've gotten lost in the crowd.
Everyone was trying their best to get a picture. I could hear his name being yelled from almost every direction. I have no clue how he does it. Although, I must admit, it was actually really heartwarming to see him interact with everyone.
The crowd slowly started to diminish. I decided to finally walk out side, confident that I won't get trampled.
"Look who conquered her fear." he said.
"I wasn't scared." I pouted.
A girl who looked about 12 came up to us.
"Can I take a picture with you?" she asked timidly.
"Of course." Collins said.
I moved out of the way.
"You can be in it too." the girl said.
"Oh, I don't think-okay"
She snapped the picture, thanked us, then walked away.
When the commotion finally died down, we went back inside. I noticed a few people staring at him and I. They seemed to be whispering to each other. They were almost arguing. I just kept walking.
We went back upstairs to meet with Abby.
"See, you didn't die." he said.
"That was actually was a lot of fun. Don't know why anyone would want a picture with me, however."
"It's because you're awesome."
"But they came to see you, not me."
Abby walked into the room. "So, I see you survived."
"Yup" I said.
Collins sat down and took out his phone.
"Twitter?" Abby asked.
"You know it" he winked. "They already put pictures up."
"Wow, they work fast." I said.
"Um, Em....." there was concern in his voice.
"Yeah?"
"I know why they wanted pictures with you."
"What?"
"Look"
I sat next to him. He showed me the tweet that had two pictures attached, the one from when we first met, and, one of him and I talking. It was captioned:
HE FOUND HER
As he went through more pictures, he found more tweets like the first one he showed me. It was a frenzy.
Abby was doing the same thing. "I guess this isn't a secret anymore." she said.
"I guess not" I looked at Collins.
"What?" he asked.
"This is kinda your fault." I said.
"Oh, well, I'm sorry. I guess"
"Hey, I gotta go. I have a busy day tomorrow."
"How are you getting there, it's pretty late."
"Abby's gonna call a cab."
"I'll walk you downstairs."
He waited with us until we got into the cab. We exchanged one final hug.
"Call me when you get home?"
"Okay."
I was just about to step into the car when.....
"Wait". He grabbed me.
"Are you gonna do this every time I need to go somewhere?" I laughed.
"Maybe."
"What's it gonna take for you to let go?"
"One more kiss?"
I did as he asked, then let go.
"Can I go home now?"
"I guess."
