Me and Sophie dance through the whole concert, but she keeps looking at me weird. She looks pissed. She keeps jumping to Pompeii, and slowly makes her way away from me.
I ignore her. She's obviously mad about some nonsense about Dan.
Dan doesn't care about me.
Just when that thought crosses my mind, he finishes his song and looks around the crowd, before fixing his eyes on me, giving a soft smile.
"Thank you, we've been Bastille!" He says into the mic, grabbing his wolf hoodie and water bottle, walking off the side of the stage, waving out to the crowd.
I go up to the barricade at the front and I wait. For what, I don't know. Half of me hopes he'll come out for me, and the other half of me hopes he doesn't.
I stare at the stage for what feels like hours... everybody has left, even Sophie, I think.
And then he walks out. He looks terrified. What's he doing?
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Falling in Love With Dan Smith
Fanfiction*WARNING* : Gots some triggering stuff in here. I warned you.
