*week 2 of the Vegas gig, (Y/N) is enjoying the new life*
*It's September of 1978*
Andy's POV:
I decided to not tell (Y/N) that I was flying in to stay with her for the last week of shows. Between my music and her career, we were flowing like a river. Bad pun I know.
I decided to take a private jet to Vegas. Barry decided to fly out with me for a few days so he could finally meet my love.
I went shopping for (Y/N)'s favorite snacks that she might not have had since she's been out. Dortios and Reese Pieces. I bought her some bath stuff to help relax her after each show.
"Barry, do you think she'll like all this stuff?" I asked Barry curiously.
"Andy, you know her better than I do. Why ask me such a silly question," Barry responded laughing.
"You're right Barry. I'm just nervous cause I know I'm her first serious relationship and I don't wanna rub her the wrong way," I told Barry quickly.
"Well I could give them to her and say welcome to the family," Barry said sarcastically at me.
"Oh no no. Don't you start now," I groaned.
"Let's catch this flight Andy so you can see your lady," Barry said while escorting me to the car.
*plane lands in Vegas*
I make it to my hotel and check in. I decided to freshen up a bit before heading to the venue. I called Karen to let her know so security would know it was the real Andy and Barry Gibb coming for the concert in front row.
"Now don't led on to (Y/N) that I am here Karen please," I begged over the phone.
Karen couldn't keep secrets, neither could (Y/N).
"I promise Andy. She's been sad today. She's missing you a lot," Karen responded rather quitely.
"I'll be there in 20 minutes, keep an eye out for me to make sure (Y/N) doesn't see me yet," I told Karen.
"Yes 20 minutes for food, got it," Karen said.
"Huh?" I asked puzzled.
"(Y/N) oh hi! Yes, food should be here soon," I heard Karen saying in the distance.
"Ok bye Karen," I said quickly so I could start heading to the venue.
Karen met me and Barry outside. She handed us some hats and glasses so we could pass the fans waiting for the concert without noticing us.
She walked me to the side of the stage where (Y/N) wouldn't see me when I sit.
"Now I'll walk you to your seat right before the show starts, which is in 10 minutes" Karen stated.
*time of the show*
(Y/N)'s POV:
Each show gets easier. Richard is such a perfectionist we basically copy the record recording.
We've had pretty big audiences. Last night we had 2,000 people cram into the venue. I can't imagine how this would be different in 2021 with COVID.
Tonight, I was feeling blue so I am hoping we have no technical problems.
Right before the show, I had a bouquet of lilies, daisies, and sunflowers delivered to my dressing room. The note said, "I love and miss you. See you soon. xx Andy."
He had called me last night saying it looked like he wouldn't be able to come out to Vegas. I was a little disheartened.
It was time for us to go on stage. To make things worse for me, I broke my heel as I started walking to the microphone. I quickly stopped and pulled off my shoes and walked and grabbed my microphone.
We begin with our usual opener "Sing." We usually walk out to the audience (Karen and I).
Barefoot as I was, I walked down the stage with Karen and we began talking.
"Ladies and gentleman, on our first song we want you to sing! Sing out loud," I said in a singing voice.
"And it doesn't matter if its good enough for anyone else to hear, so please sing a song with us," Karen sang.
I walked towards the center first row of the audience. I was in my zone singing, and I pointed to the audience to sing when I was shocked at the sight.
"Ello love," Andy said staring back at me.
I tried to keep professional and continue our song. His older brother Barry was with him. He waved hello to me.
"So sing, sing a song," I sang while handing Andy the mic.
"Ma'am I can't carry a tune," the crazy Australian said into the mic.
He then passed the mic to Barry. Barry passed it back to me, laughing.
"Ok sir just sing, sing a song," I said to Andy with a smirk.
The whole section of the audience started with the "lalalaala" part.
We continued with the concert as scheduled.
*after the concert*
Andy surprising me has made this two week stint in Vegas worth while. After the show, we made it back to the hotel and caught up on stuff we forgot to tell each other on the phone.
After I took a bath and whined down and me and Andy ordered room service and basked in each other's presence. I enjoyed some Reses Pieces before we went to sleep.
If you told me I'd be with Andy Gibb , I would of said it was impossible. But , look at me now.
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