The lights dimmed, the air conditioner turned on full blast, and we all were cheering. I was stuck, glued to my seat, unwilling to show any excitement until I was positive it was them. I saw them run on stage, Chris in his blue shirt with the pink car kids symbol on his chest, Will with his purple shirt and drum sticks, Jonny and his famous hat, and of course Guy and his bass. I heard screaming, loud screaming. It took me a minute to realize that scream was coming out of my mouth. I also felt myself crying. I was shaking, it was an unbelievable moment. I could smell Chris' Tiger Balm from my seat, I was close to fainting. They played "Hurts Like Heaven" first. I knew all of the words, but I was still too in shock to sing along. I stared with wide eyes up at them, it was if I was seeing angels, or the sun for the first time.
Chris looked right at me, and winked. I squealed like the fan girl I was. The concert continued to play every song from the Mylo Xyloto album, plus "A Warning Sign", "Fix You", "Viva La Vida", "The Scientist", "Speed of Sound", "In My Place", "Yellow", "Violet Hill", and a few others from X&Y album. As the xylobands flashed and glowed in sync, I couldn't help but stare. It was beautiful. It was heartbreakingly beautiful. I wanted to stay at this concert for the rest of my natural life. Everything that I had seen on the Internet was true. Chris' funny faces were true, Guy's bass humping was true, Jonny always wearing his hat was true, Buckin was true.Then, it was time for the concert to end. Chris silenced the crowd, and we all stared at him.
"Hey, guys," his British accent sounding beautiful as ever. His voice was so deep and dreamy. "I just wanted to talk you all for coming here tonight, you all mean so much to me, and I just want to thank each and every one of you for being fans." The crowd cheered, and then the boys walked off stage. My parents stared at me with a smile, while I was searching the ground and picking up all the confetti from the floor.
"There's another surprise," my mom said. I looked up, and she held a backstage pass. I gasped.
"No way!" I screamed with happy tears. I held it in my shaking hands.
"You're going to meet the boys," my dad said, laughing. This was unbelievable. I was absolutely insanely happy. A security guard took my arm and led me backstage to where they were. All four were just hanging out, drinking bottled water and talking about the show. The security guard gave a little cough, and they all turned to me. Chris stared at me, his eyes bluer than the ocean. Jonny's green eyes were just as beautiful. Will and Guy nervously stood there and sipped their water.
"Well," Chris said, directly to me. "Hello."
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Every Coldplayers Dream: A Coldplay Fanfic
FanfictionI tried to make the main character as anonymous as possible, so that you (yes, you, the beautiful reader) could envision yourself as the main character. This story is basically something a lot of Coldplayers have dreamt about. Criticism is very much...
