My old friend [BTS fanfiction]

Grammys

My name is Jennifer and I'm the most famous cover singer in the world, tonight I am nominated for a Grammy award and I'm going to sing as a part of the show.

I dress into my old prom dress because I have nothing else with star pantyhose before curling my hair and doing my makeup. I put on diamond earrings and black high heels before walking out of my bedroom and heading to my kitchen.

I grab my purse and open my front door to find my limo arrived at the end of my driveway, lock the door behind me and rush to the limo. I get in as my driver greets me, I buckle up and he drives away from the driveway to get to the road.

We get to the red carpet and my driver stops the limo before getting out of the car and heading to my car door. He opens it and I am greeted by photographers and news reporters waiting for me to get out of the vehicle.

There are also a lot of fans behind the red carpet poles with their arms reaching out to me, I smile after getting out of the limo and hear the crowd cheer louder. I wave to everyone as my bodyguard waiting for me leads me inside.

I find the hall of fame and the photographer finds me and asks me to stand against the wall and smile. I do so and after the photoshoot a reporter comes to me and asks me questions about tonight.

After answering the questions my other bodyguards guard me and lead me to the giant stage where every singer is going to perform. I spend a few minutes warming up my voice in here before hearing the music signaling us that the show is about to start.

I get in the celebrity line to wait for my turn to enter the stage room and sit on my seat, as I wait I talk a little with Rhianna next to me before it is my turn. I enter the stage room and take a seat before waiting for everyone to take their seats.

Rhianna sits next to my left and Will Smith sits to my right as the other stars sit around us. A few minutes pass and everyone is in their seats as John Legend comes up on stage with a microphone, making everyone cheer and applaud him.

"Good evening everyone and welcome to this years Grammy awards!" He exclaims to us, we respond by cheering and clapping before he continues his speech: we will have concerts from Taylor Swift, Bruno Mars, Jennifer and Suga from BTS who just released his first song solo."

He goes on and calls onstage Taylor to do her I Knew You Were Trouble song and she does so as John and the rest of us applaud her go up on the stage. She waves at all of us before the stage director gives her a microphone before going back backstage and starting the music of her song.

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I am now called onstage so I wave to the crowd as I hold my dress over my feet as I walk up the wooden stairs on the side of the stage. I get to the floor of the stage and the stage director hands me over the microphone while I see Demi Lovato sit at the piano.

I step in the middle of the stage and Demi starts playing the instrument in front of her, I continue by singing the lyrics of I Am A Lost Boy. I sing and look at every single actor and singer who is sitting in front of me.

As I sing "🎶Run, run lost boy, they say to meee. Away from all of.. realityyy🎶", I see a guy staring to have trouble breathing and even standing up by holding himself with the seat in front of him.

My singing gets weaker and weaker as I observe the kid struggling to breathe, I see that he is not getting better so I completely stop singing and ask Demi to replace me.

She accepts with pleasure and I smile to her kindness as I attach the microphone in front of her lips for her to sing the song, after that I hold up the skirt of my dress and rush down the small staircase before quickly walking to the boy in danger.

Most of the stars stare at me confused while I run as the kid gets out of the row of seats and holds himself up with the wall in front of him. He is holding his throat and heavily catching his breath, like he's having a heart attack.

I get to him as he starts fainting, I quickly hold him as he looses consciousness and ask loudly for a guard to help me get the kid to my changing room. A guard runs to me and picks up the kid over his shoulder as I lead him the way to my room.

Luckily, my changing room is the closest room to the stage room. It's only a few meters away from the doors so it doesn't take long for us to reach my room. I open the door for them and the guard lies the kid on my couch.

I thank the guard before he says back that he'll be waiting in front of my door incase something happens. He closes the door as he leaves and I turn my head to the guy who is peacefully resting on my couch.

I decide to prepare him a glass of water for him to drink after he wakes up, I think he was having a panic attack. I bring him the glass of water and place it on the coffee table in front of the couch before getting on my knees and observing this kid.

His Asian face goes well with his light blue straight hair in a bandana, he kinda has a babyface. I don't know if it's the eyes or the cheeks but he somehow looks like a baby.

I gently caress his cheek with my index finger and he twitches a smile in the corner of his lips as a reaction, making me smile. I see him slowly turn his head to me in his sleep, making his face inches appart from mine.

I discreetly get up and walk in my small counter next to the sink and take out a pack of biscuits from the cabinet, the boy will probably want something to eat. I turn to check on him and see if he's alright and see his eyebrows and eyelids twitch, signaling that he can wake up at any moment.