No Limit 2 (Conor Maynard Fanfic)

Chapter 144

“Together, nothing can stop us now. Turn around”

The ending music to the song continues to blare out into the ginormous arena, causing the whole crowd to practically rumble with cheers and claps, especially from the little box we’re all stood in. The smile hasn’t fallen from my face ever since he jumped up from underneath the stage.

 “Los Angeles, thank you so much for coming tonight! You’ve been an absolutely incredible audience” he chuckles as the crowd continue to clap and scream for him whilst he catches his breath.

How he’s managed to keep jumping around the stage all night, I’ll honestly never know. Mind you, he was on energy drinks all day.

“I love every single one of you so much. Tonight has been one of the biggest shows I’ve done, so thank you for making it so incredible for me”

This is actually adorable.

“I hope I see you all again next year. I love you!” he shouts one last time before singing the last line of his song. “Nothing can stop us now”

He salutes the audience as the music starts to fade out and with one last drum beat, confetti bursts out from each side of the stage. Smoke fills the entire stage and lazer beams whiz around the whole arena. As the smoke clears up, I realise that Conor’s no longer on stage and the show has actually ended.

Wait... No! It can’t end!                     

“Fucking hell, you’d think the stage set on fire” Jack comments once we’ve all stopped clapping and cheering. I roll my eyes as Eleanor just punches him in the arm.

“That was actually amazing. He was incredible” I gasp.

“I’ve got to give it to him, he surprised me” Eleanor nods in agreement.

Angela’s balling out into tears as my Mum chuckles and pulls her in for a giant hug, Lauren soon following. I don’t blame Angela for crying, she must be well proud of her son for coming so far. Jack’s under a lot of pressure...

The same security guard that lead us into his box thing, re-enters the room.

“Hi, if you’d like to follow me this way please. I’m going to take you backstage” he flashes a quick smile at us.

“Backstage!?” Eleanor gasps and he just nods.

We all follow his lead down the same stairs we came up to get here and down a bunch of corridors until I find myself in a boiling hot, plain room with a bunch of people in it.

Oh, this is backstage...

“Conor, that was amazing!” I hear Angela cry as she runs to the other side of the room.

“Do you think he’ll let me on stage?” Eleanor whispers to me, nodding over to the other side of the room where I’m guessing Conor’s stood. I can’t see him, I can just hear his voice.

“I don’t know, El. Just wait” I tell her and she nods, impatiently.

As the band – I’m assuming – clear out of the room, I’m finally able to see the guy I’ve been dying to see properly since he left me to get ready for the concert.

“It was alright” Jack shrugs, I’m guessing answering Conor’s question; ‘what did you think?’

He rolls his eyes before turning to Anna and giving her a high five. He’s wearing black skinny jeans, white converse and a grey t-shirt. He has a towel wrapped around his neck like a Boxer or something, I’m guessing to wipe away the sweat he’s produced during the night. How does he manage to still look good even when he’s dripping with sweat?