The Superstar's Autograph - YiZhan [UNDER HEAVY EDITING]

Chapter Two: The Concert

The Superstar's Autograph
_Chapter Two

I parked my Matte-Black H2 Hummer a little from where the stadium stood. Individuals make 2 specific long lines from the entrance gate. After I locked the transport's door, I looked at my surroundings like a lost pirate on an unknown island. The field in front of the place was full of red-blooded human beings, talking and laughing. Pure happiness is visible on their faces. There are several merch booths, kiosks, untidy tents, sleeping bags laid on the green grassy clearing, and garbage too. These people had been here from daybreak. It feels like they are here in this specific abode to unite and rebel against a powerful being.

"Babe! You made it!" Someone hugged me from my back. I turned to her and her eyes met my brown ones, my girlfriend smiled sweetly. God, I love this girl. She looked so amazing in her sandy curled hair.

"What are you wearing?" I cocked my eyebrows and slowly eyed her very short white dress with only a pink lacy crochet cardigan to keep her warm on the cold winter night. The hem of the dress stops at the upper portion in the middle part of her thigh. I could imagine strangers drooling at her bare legs and fantasizing about it.

Zoey pouted cutely, holding an LED board with 'I LOVE YOU YIBO' on the screen.

"What? It looks good on me, right?" She gave me the board and spun in front of me.

I sighed, "It's too short, babe, and the cleavage." The dress is cut enough to reveal a lot of cleavage. A lot of it. 

She circled her hands around my neck and kissed me on the lips. I always liked her taste of dark chocolate and almonds.

"Here, wear my jacket," I said after we pulled away. 

"You're so protective!" She looked at me and laughed wholeheartedly.

"Please, baby..."

"Okay~." She nodded as I removed my black leather jacket and helped her wear it leaving my red cable-knit sweater on. 

"It's not much but it can hide some of your perfect edges." I kissed her forehead.

She giggled and held my hand. "Let's go to that line." 

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. Stop right there, lioness." I pulled her against me. "Do we really have to?"

"Xiao Zhan, we're here because we'll be watching Yibo's concert." 

I nodded. I figured it all last night that like all the people in this city, I have to go to this place too not because I'm one of those die-hard fans of whoever this idol may be but because my girlfriend wanted me to. I have to be here.

For her sake. For her sake. I have to be here for her sake. I kept chanting these words in my brain.

The only question I want her to answer is why she would want me to be here. To do what exactly? I don't believe I'm here, tagging along for that shallow reason. Watch with her? Really? She knew too well, I don't watch concerts. I really hate it. "Why don't we eat ice cream somewhere and forget about this concert, baby? You like cranberry ice cream with white chips, right?" I gave her a weary look with my best persuasion statement. I'm hungry and I'm tired from uni but because I adore her, I'm here with my soul intact in my body.

"Aww, don't be such a spoilsport babe," she gave me a look worse than mine a second ago. "It's okay if you don't want to watch Yibo, all I need you to do is protect me from the entrance gate until we reach the inside pit of the stadium. All those girls are Yibo's loyal fans, and they'll do everything and anything to see him perform up close. I want you to keep me safe. I don't want to be trampled upon by them. You're tall and have a strong body after all, so it's not difficult for you to shove other people out of your way."