~Okay so the title is Happier, obviously. I chose this because the reader's friend, Alex, wants him/her to enjoy the best night of his/her life. He wants y/n to be happy, enjoying everything that will happen in the concert. This song is by Marshmello ft. Bastille. And like I said before I don't own any of the pictures. Only if I say so. Btw, enjoy the chapter and happy or late Merry Crisis. And late New Year's Eve. Thank you and bye-bye. Oh and I nearly forgot about this story. Haha oops. XD
Readers P.O.V.
"Ughhh, how long will it take for Alex to come." you mumbled to yourself. As I was looking through my phone, a notification popped up from Alan Walker on Instagram, saying, "I can't wait for the concert tomorrow. I hope I can talk with a few of my fans. Thank you so much for your support. I hope I can talk to you guys in person. Thank you and have an amazing day!" And of course, my inner fan happily and rose from excitement of tomorrow's event. As I was cheering with an ecstatic emotion, my phone began to ring. I picked up the phone from the couch that I was sitting on and it I looked at the phone number of the person that was calling me. It was Alex.
I answered his call and he said, "Hey, I'm here. Is it okay if I come inside?" I said, "Sure." I hung up and he rang the doorbell. I then came running to the door to see him outside of my house. I opened the door and greeted him. "Hey Alex, how's it going?" He said, "Not much. What about you?" I told him that if he could stay over the night, so he doesn't have to pick me up from my house. His house from mine is pretty far. Only about 15 or 20 minutes driving. So he said, "Yeah, sure."
"Hey, lets just go to bed so we have enough energy to move in the morning." He then nodded and went straight to bed. I even had a dream of Alan Walker and talking to him in person after the concert.
No one's P.O.V
Will y/n actually talk to the one and only Alan Walker? Or is y/n's curiosity getting the better of her/him? He/she can only count on aspiration for this kind of encounter to happen . . . .
Alex's P.O.V
"Wow" I thought as I was trying to sleep, "I'll make sure that y/n has the best night of her life. I want her to see the one and only Alan Walker. I just want her to be happier, but know that means I'll have to leave."
Alan Walker concert: Your P.O.V
"Alex!!! Come on, it's about to start!!" "Alright, alright!! I'm coming!" (music starts and is playing the spectre). "OMG this is my favorite song!!!" "Oh really?" Alex says, "Mine too." "Hey, Alex. Did you also buy those vip tickets to see Alan Walker on the backstage??" "Yep!" he yells. "Aww really?!!! Thank you!!" "You're welcome!!" "Oh and where are we going to stay?" "We're staying at that hotel? Do you see it?" "Yeah I do." "Okay then, let's get our groove on!"
4 hours later
"Oof, I had so much fun. Thanks bro." No problem dude. Now let's go meet Mr. Walker himself." "Yeah" I exclaimed.
In the backstage: Random security guard
"Can I help you guys?" "Yes" the young boy said. "We have backstage passes to see Alan Walker." "Registration or permission to pass with vip passes?" (shows the guard the passes). "You may enter. And just a reminder, that you can takes pictures, and get autographs from Mr. Walker. No videos please, only short conversations, and thank you." "You got it." said the boy/girl. "Alan Walker?" "Yes?" he remarked. "There's someone here to see you." "Well send them in." "Okay, right this way please." "Thank you" exclaimed the young girl/boy next to the boy along with him/her.
Your P.O.V
"Wow, I'm so glad to finally meet you Alan Walker! It's a pleasure to meet you in person." "Please, the pleasure is all mine." I blushed madly at his remark. Me, trying not to stutter said, "U-uh, s-s-so how ar-are you do-doing today?" "Uh, are you okay? Sorry, I'm not trying to sound rude, it's because you're stuttering a lot." "Oh me? No no no. I'm sorry, it's just that I am really excited and nervous to actually be talking to you in person." "Oh right. Haha." Awww, his smile is so cute! I legit want to take him home! "Mr. Walker, can I take a picture with you and get your autograph?" "Sure, anything for my fans."
"Oh wait, can someone take a picture of us? Hey Alex, do you mind taking a picture of me and Alan Walker?" "I don't mind." "Okay, here is where you take the picture and this is if you want flash photography." "Okay, thanks." *click click* "Thanks Alex." "No problem!" "Oh and here is your autograph that you asked for." "Wow, thank you very much!" "Anytime. Bye bye. Hope to see you all next time." "Yeah for sure!!!" I screamed out. We quickly went to the parking lot just to get a good night sleep, and no Alex did not rent a single bed. Thank god.
As we approached to the car, I quickly looked at the autograph and realized that Alan Walker left his phone number and a note saying, "Sorry I couldn't speak with you longer, but here is my phone number and I hope we meet up sometime. Just call this number. And plus, I like you, you seem pretty chill with your friend there. -Alan Walker
I almost died from that message with a burst of blushing uncontrolably
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Disclaimer: Maybe in the next 5-10 chapters, I will do a face reveal! Bye! Sorry if this was a late chapter. Don't kill me . . . school has been wrecking me lately and I've been pretty lazy on doing these chapters. Anyways, stay beautiful my lovely people! :)

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