The Chances Of Julia Montenegro.

Chapter8: 🌷Euphoria🌷

June 12th/ Wembley Stadium railway station. I arrived at time.

Full crowd of fan girls are already lined up. They all look stunning and pretty. I feel like I'm the odd one. However, I am proud to be one of them. Everyone is so excited. I'm over than excited. They are so happy, talking to each other. Making a joke and laugh. I am the only one without no friends. But I don't care. Nobody would notice.
Around hundreds fans are selected for the show. I'm always so happy and blessed to be one of them. I may be the only one who doesn't look like a fan girl here because everyone chants, dances to their music. I get the Army Bomb on my hand from the railway station last day. My Hobi purple bracelet and always wear my black bag on the back.
I take two days off, today and for the concert. Noisy sounds of people and music become more and more deafening.
I can't hold anymore.
A woman voice tells us on megaphone to enter one by one. Everyone shouts louder due to excitement. I become so thrilled. My heart is warmer even it's getting freezing outside. At final, the group of the fans selected is reaching the huge stadium. I couldn't believe my eyes, its grandness and spacious ground are eyesighting. In one word, it's incredible. No need to wait anymore, the seven BTS members show out from every corners of the stage one by one along with the sound of their titled song mikrokosmos, it drives the fans so crazy. I put my camera on, ready to film everything.
One of my favorite songs.

~BTS / Mikrokosmos~

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From the back placement I have, I can comment that they are enjoying the show, and I'm having the time of my life despite this unbearable coldness. I try to avoid Jimin's eye contact for the fear he recognizes me, "the desperate redhead girl of the night"
Another eye contact
He may tell in his mind "you again" ?

The show is already finished. They were able to sing us only one song. All the fans go out from the stadium with tears in their eyes, full of happiness. Me too.

Hell no! It's raining! I will stay a little bit here in order to wait until it stops.

From the beginning of my journey to meet my idols, I always see the same car passing right through me. Whenever I see one, I don't know why I become very anxious. And it just passes again, I can see him...once more! We are staring at each other, as usual the car suddenly vanished away. I know he acknowledged me.
I don't know how to react to this, if I should be happy or ashamed because he may think bad things concerning myself. He might think about me as an insane star chaser, or even worse "a psychopath"! All of these stuffs are running in my mind. I do not concentrate about the circulation. The rain remains falling. It becomes more heavy and so foggy. I couldn't see where I'm going. Suddenly a car passes through and stops due to the traffic jam...and I see him again just in front of my eyes. It's like the third or fourth times I see him and this huge vehicle! is God fooling me?
With the fogging sight, we are looking at each other once more. He looks at me from the bottom to the top. I remain speechless, all my body gets very wet like a poor homeless puppy. Then he smirks which does not appease me at all. I am conscious that I am no more on the pavement street, I am lost in his eyes when another car from other direction comes slightly to me. I still look at this goddess creature who starts to open widely his eyes, he gets out from the car, hugs my unmoved body hard and let himself rolling down the road to keep me safe from injuries. All eyes on us, and mine still stuck on him. All of my hair stretching down his face, I can smell his cologne and cigarettes scent while he is barely breathing. I was on him so he madly can't breath. Our hands were holding to each other. My very glacial and frail fingers intertwining with his which are so hot that could cheer me up. He details my pale visage carefully. My mouth is so shaking, trembling by the coldness.
"Are you ok?" He murmurs in my ears. My face almost scrolls down on his face after hearing his Korean accent. I couldn't respond when one bodyguard gently comes to get me away from him. They quickly go into the car. Leaving me in the road center enlightening by cars. I loiter then look down and notice a thing that the star might probably fell off during the time he saved me. I take it and rush immediately into the pedestrians way. Everything is now becoming normal, the circulation as well. I didn't see how the BTS automobile would get away from here because I was focusing on the thing thrown. It's a gold necklace delicately conceive. Oh My God he dropped it while rescuing me. It must be a hard fall that's why he lost it. This necklace looks significantly expensive though.
It was a very prompt action, a matter of seconds but I can feel everything. My pants are torn slenderly. What should I do now? They must have been gone so far. I stare at the road when I see seemingly paparazzi cars. Ok they may be in charge of following the bands. I should come after them while putting the necklace comfortably in my bag pocket. I hope I can catch it. Fortunately, the traffic alleviate the race. I can catch a little breath when they stop.
Anxiety is kicking in

~BTS-jungkook / Euphoria~

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