This is for @kyleesmithmay! Hope you like it.
This was it. Months after working at the small, run down, gloomy cafe downtown, I earned enough money to not only meet my all-time favorite YouTubers, I was able to have enough money left to irresponsibly purchase overpriced merchandise. It was more than everything I could ask for. I hurry out to the venue where there was already a huge line of sweaty, exasperated teenage girls and guys waiting for the meet and greet and show to start. I kinda regret coming by myself, I'm just standing here like a sad dumbass checking my phone constantly and making sure my makeup wasn't getting cakey.
"THEY'RE OPENING THE DOORS!" A guy shouts and I felt a huge push against me.
"Calm your tits!" an angry 12-year-old superfan shouts. I chuckle to myself and patiently wait until I get through security and into the venue. They take the VIPs to a make-shift hallway. I was so nervous that I guess that I was too distracted to notice that I was now at the very fucking end of the damn line. Great. I roll my eyes and continue to wait and listen in to the conversations that were taking place right in front of me.
"If my mom wasn't here, I would have given Grayson my bra. It's green: his favorite color?" A rather tall 15-year-old claims.
"Oh, I didn't know you still wore training bras". Her friend says. My jaw drops at the comment and I chuckle to myself. Just then, the metal door swings open and this portly woman starts:
"Okay, you guys are about to meet the Dolan Twins. Things to remember, please ask nicely for certain poses you would like to take with the twins, if any aggressive behavior is detected you will be removed from the meet and greet and the show. Alright. Have fun". And they let the first girl in. I could already hear Ethan's deep voice.
Gosh, I love Ethan. I remember when I first saw him in the Reading Dirty Fanfiction video. He was so adorable and just a little mysterious. And since then, I read more and more dirty fanfiction and just became so obsessed with the guy. I liked him so much... it damn near scared me. And just meeting him will finally fulfill my grown heart.
Before I knew it, I was next in line and oh my gosh, the view I had was amazing. Ethan and Grayson were wearing their purple bomber jackets. Grayson had his floppy hair, a black t-shirt, black jeans and his black Doc Martens. Ethan hid his messy hair in a lilac snapback, a white shirt, blue jeans, white converse. After taking a rather cringe picture with the girls in front of me, I was next. I go to hug Grayson... and it was the tightest and warmest hug I have ever received.
"What's your name?" He asks as he doesn't let go of my hand.
"Kylee". I smile.
"Awesome! I like your camera". He points at my vintage black polaroid.
"Thank you. Do you think we can take a picture with it?" I ask.
"I don't see why not! E, come over here". He smiles. I turn to Ethan, whose eyes lock with mine.
"You didn't even let me get to know her... what your name?" He whines.
"Kylee!". I say and hug him. The scent of his cologne engulfed the surrounding air.
"So, whos your favorite of the two?" Ethan asks.
"You". I snicker.
"Are we gonna take the picture or what?"Grayson asks, acting as if he was offended. Ethan rolls his eyes and gets next to me. My arms rest behind the twins. Gray's hand rests on my upper back while Ethan gently squeezes my bottom. My hand squeezes his back in response. What in the actual fuck is going on?
After Grayson takes the picture. I give him one last hug. I turn to Ethan and do the same thing.
"Alright hon, just follow the arrows to the VIP tables. You'll be getting your tote and autographed poster--"
