Gableen: The Back Row

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Gabbie's POV:
(Flashback)
I sat in my cozy king size bed, alone. Scanning through twitter replying to a few fans I saw that Colleen had a show coming up here. Immediately I bought a ticket and planned to sit nearer the back. At this point in time we both knew each other through YouTube and followed each other on social media, but had never messaged or talked in person. She had a bigger following than me, and thought I was still pretty famous, I hugely looked up to anything she did. If she did charity work I'd anonymously donate money to whatever cause. I'd want to be anonymous to not make everyone think I had something for her or was desperate to meet her, I genuinely just wanted to support another friend. Right?
(End of Flashback)
I took my seat at the back of the hall, and noticed all the props and scenery were all well positioned in place. I grinned to myself knowing I was in the presents of her. There were several reasons for sitting at the back, I didn't want to be noticed by her fans. It's not like I'm a huge YouTube star however I'd hate to take the attention off her and onto me, it would be kinda rude. I also didn't want her to see me, if she knew I was here, she'd probably think I'm a bit weird turning up to her show out of nowhere without asking if it were ok.
The crowed roared as I gathered she was about to make her first appearance, I leant on the edge of my seat, my toes tingling with anticipation. My eyes widened to see her glamorous face appear from behind the curtain. Her face lit up, her smile meant more to me than I imagined. As if it rubbed of on me, my smile grew as hers did. She looked magical, and prettier than I expected. Even after she began playing Miranda, my eyes beamed with love for her look.
I sat back, relaxing as the show commenced, her voice gave me goose bumps, her singing made my spine shiver with energy, I felt merely numb.
Everything was going better than I planned, no one noticed me and the show is mesmerising.
It was time for Colleen to pick someone to join her on stage for a skit, "So.. who's being porn?" She shouted with her well known smirk. I giggled to myself knowing I wouldn't be picked all the way back here, she couldn't even see me, and anyway I don't think this outfit it particularly revealing to say the least. I was wrong. Our eyes met immediately, shards of adrenaline ran up my body as panic settled in to my stomach. Yet I was softly smiling, all of a sudden my head cleared of nerve, her soothing eyes looked into mine and once again numbed my figure. I subtly bit my lip as she looked me up and down, she didn't notice yet I too looked myself up and down before locking into her gorgeous eyes again, smirking to the fact she had no reason to pick on me.
With that she turned away, yet my eyes latched harshly onto hers, knowing I couldn't go up. Deep inside I felt a lust, a want to be closer to her. I felt the need to feel her touch... wait what? I suddenly wanted to be the person to go up. Even though we felt so far apart, I could feel the strain she took to not look me back in the eye. She kept her gaze away from the audience before breaking loose back into my eyes. I blushed hard.
Before I knew it my body pulled my out of my seat, what the fuck am I doing Gabbie? I brushed it off and made my way up the aisle.