Match Made On Stage

Match Made On Stage

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Hi, my Name is Zoe Anderson. Music has been a huge part of my life, and I've been a pianist in a cafe to basically keep myself alive. I am an only child, and I've been living out in London by myself to complete my studies. However, I do have best mates to keep me company and I treat them as my big sisters. But one day, they decided to attend a massive concert and brought me up to this big mess. I just don't like concerts very much. It's messy, crowded and to top it all off, it's really loud! However, from all the concerts I've seen online, this one's different. Yes, it has everything that's on the 'Things I don't like about concerts list' but I feel safer here. Safer because their songs' meanings seems softer even though it's rock. Safer because I can see him looking in my eyes.
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Everything in her body is screaming at her to look up, to let her eyes frantically scan the area until she can identify him, but she knows that will not end well. She needs to look down, stare at her feet, and pray to God that he leaves. It's been weeks, Arrow thought he finally gave up, that she was finally free from him, but clearly she was wrong. Her hearing starts to flicker in and out. Everything is spinning, and she can feel him getting closer. She squeezes her eyes shut. Why the hell is he here? Why right now? This doesn't make any sense. Everything else around her disappears from her thoughts. All she can focus on is the tall man, the tall man with no face, the tall man with no face that's probably standing right behind her. It feels like every last ounce of breath has left her lungs. "Please leave." She whispers. "Please leave." He doesn't. [ 5sos x Creepypasta a.u ]

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