"Are you sure" I looked at the small piece of paper in my hands, that is literally like gold.
My friend Santana coughed again "I am in no shape to go to a concert with Rachel tonight" she coughed again "and she really wants to see Ariana but, she won't go on her own". She then waved her hand "you're doing me a favour". She then laughed.
"Okay then" I chuckled "I guess I'm going then" I looked at the ticket as if it was the best thing in the world. I went to try and get tickets but, they sold out before I could even get to the counter. "I'll see you tomorrow" I went to leave her room.
"Wait" Santana shouted to me, making me turn around "make sure to take good videos for me" she shrugged her shoulders "to let the people on my Instagram think I actually went".
I laughed at her "of course I will".
"I don't know how I can repay you for this Y/n" Rachel said to me as we moved up a little in the line.
"Rachel" I stopped her from talking "you really don't have to repay me at all, I'm more than happy to be here" I motioned around us.
"Still" she bumped my shoulder "I'm glad you came" she chuckled "you're much better company than Santana" she said making me laugh.
We finally got in and both Rachel and I we more than excited to see the talented singer come on.
"Y/n,Y/n,Y/n" Rachel hit my back multiple times as the lights got darker "she's coming on" she then shouted.
"Did you see the fire that came out of the stage at that part" Rachel said mid her rant, before I could even say anything. She kept going "the confetti was just magical and don't even get me started on the big ball in the middle of the stage".
The thing with Rachel, when she rants. She goes into a world of her own and doesn't take in things around her, for instance walking off on me in a crowded room.
"Rachel" I screamed for her but she just kept walking.
I chuckled to myself at her actions and started to walk faster to catch up to her.
"Sorry, excuse me, sorry I'm just trying to get to my friend" I said to multiple people. I nearly caught up to her before I was harshly pushed. I banged against of what looked like the wall, except it was a door. I fell to the ground and the door closed.
I stood up and pulled at the door. It didn't budge.
"What the hell" I pulled at it again.
I then started to bang my fist against the door "hey can someone let me out".
I thought I was in a pitched black room until some lights started to flicker on. I then noticed I was in a long hallway. There stood someone at the end.
"Hey, would you be able to help me. I just pushed in here and the door is locked". I looked at the person who didn't respond, all they done was walk closer to me. When close I noticed that it was in fact that singer I came here for.
"Oh" was all I could really think of when she came up to me.
A small smile played on her lips "wanted to see me that bad you ended up here" she laughed.
"What no" I was quick to say "I mean it when I literally got pushed in here".
She just laughed again before trying to open the door herself, I couldn't help but noticed how she barley tried to open it.
"Seems to be locked, I can show you another way out". Call it a gut feeling but, something in me was telling me not to go with the famous singer. It was the look in her eyes, it was dark and it seemed dangerous.
"Are you sure there's no way of opening this" I tried to pull at it again.
She put her hand on my shoulder "hey don't worry, follow me".
She gently grabbed my hand and pulled me off.
This is a bad idea.
We made it to some sort of room.
"This is where we have our little pep talks before the shows"I couldn't help but smile as I started to feel somewhat more comfortable now.
"Have a seat" she motioned to the black couch.
"I have to really find my friend, I drove us here so" before I could finish my sentence I was cut off.
"I said have a seat" I slowly sat down to her demand. She smiled the second I was fully sat on the couch.
"So Y/n, tell me about yourself" she handed me a glass of champagne.
"Well of course I'm a fan of your music" I stopped myself talking when I noticed what she said and I furrowed my eyebrows "how do you know my name" I questioned her.
She tilted her head a little "you told me it".
"I'm pretty sure I didn't" I looked down at the glass she gave me to see the smallest little fizz out of it.
I sat up and walked over to the door "I was great meeting you but I really have to go".
When I pulled the handle it was locked, I turned around to the singer and was instantly jabbed with something in my neck.
"Should've taken the drink, beautiful".
Pt2?
