EDITED.
This is my first book, the most successful one too.
Small story, deep ending. Contains BTS too ^^
❝Alan Olav Walker isn't here with us anymore❞
Written by : @itzstae
Y/n is a huge and epic fan of Alan Walker. Yeah one of the legendary EDM...
Y/n's POV The concert was today in the neighbourhood during the time of evening. So, I quickly headed upstairs and packed a small handbag with a water bottle and few snacks and a empty book (Lol I'll demand him to give me a autograph)
I then waited till evening and left the house alone. I'm going alone! Oh yes! I then got on a bus and dropped out at the location. There were many people in line, I got in the line and waited for my chance. I then gave the ticket and was allowed to go quickly cause I had VIP one.
I was feeling pity for those who weren't having VIP ones. I was in the front row.
The concert started the people were screaming and cheering loudly for the man. Seeing the love and affection of his fans. Alan gave his best at the concert.
He played his most overwhelming songs and melodies which made everyone's heart bounce and dance with joy on their faces. Just then I noticed Alan looked at me.
Holy christ!
He looked and eye smiled before looking away. My heart was jumping like a crazy bitch dancing. What are these feelings?
Soon the concert ended with faded and everybody went away. I was allowed to go backstage. I quickly tiptoed there and opened the door to see Alan was sweating as hell, damn this man.
He looked at me and smiled, "Oh welcome Y/n!"
I was SHOOK completely to see that he knew my name. I removed my mask and said, "Y-You know me?"
He replied, "Yes. You're one of the popular channels on YouTube which covers my songs!"
I smiled to know that he indeed noticed his fans. We then had a small conversation.
I swear that I was blushing and wasn't focusing on his conversation rather I was focused on his eyes which were huge blue orbs shining like a crystal. I need to stop myself . He then gave a sign on my journal.
Soon after a few minutes, it was my time to leave before I could even reach the door. He grabbed my wrist and said, "Uh-m don't think I'm a creep but could I get your number?"
Damn. Calm thyself.
I cheekily smiled and gave my number to him, shivering by the fact that THE ALAN WALKER is right in front of me.
I then left home and landed straight on my bed to sleep.
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