Strangers

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My excitement is bubbling over as me, my best friend and her boyfriend enter the venue where my favourite rapper, G-Eazy, is performing tonight. I have been waiting for so long for this moment and it's finally here. I mean I'd rather not have gone as a third wheel but it's the only way I could go since my best friends boyfriend was driving us downtown. After the long wait for the door to open, we are finally let in after security check. The floor infront of the stage is already 1/4 way full with people, more flooding in through the doors. I have no idea who the openers are and I probably won't not know them. My best friends boyfriend leads us to the few seats that are open so that we can sit and save our energy until G-Easy comes on.

Of course I don't know the openers but that's fine since I'm here for
G-Eazy anyways. I look into the pit full with people who are jamming out to the openers. It looks so fun and I can't wait to go down there in a bit. I turn to say something to my bff but she is busy making out with her boyfriend already. I sigh as I realize how much I'm third wheeling..again. Maybe tonight I'll meet some cute boy. There are a lot of hot boys here so that'll be fun.

After 10 minutes of watching my bff and her bf make out, I've had enough and decide to go to the bathroom without telling them. I walk up the stairs to the bathrooms. After dressing up and fixing my hair a bit, I walk back outside and decide to go down to the side of the pit where there aren't a lot of people. I lean my back against the wall and carefully watch the people around me slowly get drunk and have a good time as they sing the lyrics to songs I didn't know.

Suddenly, a boy around my age or a bit older walks up to me with a sly smile on his face. For some reason it doesn't phase me or make me nervous that a random guy is approaching me.

"Hey. What are you doing all alone over here?" The boy asks and stands in front of me. I shrug my shoulders and look in the direction where my bff and her bf are still making out and cuddling. Like seriously why.

"I got tired of watching my bestfriend make out with her boyfriend. I just wanna have a good time." I chuckle and fix my flannel that is tightly tied around my waist over top my black ripped shorts. My shirt is a black crop top with a low cut lace that shows cleavage in a sexy way and my hair is curled.

"Do you want something to drink?" The boy asks me and smirks. I smile and stand up straight, nodding my head. I don't know what got into me that I just accept a drink from a random guy at a big rap concert. The boy hands me a cup that he was holding and motions for me to drink it. Adrenaline rushes through my body as I take a sip, and then lean my head back and tilt the cup, letting the unfamiliar burning liquid run down my throat.

"Atta girl." The boy says and wraps his hand around my waist with a smile.

"Why don't you hangout with me for the night and let's have a good time" the boy leans down and whispers in my ear. The drink immediately gets to me and I smirk, leading the boy into the pit.

The lights go out and people start cheering and screaming in excitement.

"Are you ready to have a good time tonight!?" I hear G-Eazy's sexy voice yell into the microphone and the lights flash brightly. The music to 'Random' starts playing and G-Eazy starts singing. I start rolling my hips and singing along, lightly grinding on the boy, who's name I still don't know. His hands stay on my hips and he is singing too. I feel the alcohol take control and my head starts spinning, the adrenaline rushing though my veins. G-Eazy starts rapping 'what if' ,one of my favourite songs. I turn around to see one of the popular bitches from my school with her boyfriend just behind me. I see them look at me and I smirk, turning back to the front and the boy wraps his arms around my waist again and starts kissing my neck as I dance and roll my hips,grinding on him. He finds a sweet spot on my neck and starts sucking and nibbling on it, making me moan in between singing and probably leaving a huge hickey. Good way to show off how much fun I had tonight.

'Me, myself and I' is now starting to play and I turn around again to face the boy, dancing and singing. I glance over at the people from my school and I can even see my best friend and her boyfriend in the crowd now, watching me with the random boy whose hands are roaming over my body. I look up at the boy as the chorus of the song comes on.

"Fuck it." I mumble, and pull his face to mine, attaching our lips for a hot heated make out session. I don't even feel awkward about it and just let go and have fun. His tongue roams around inside my mouth. I bite his lip and gently pull away as the second verse comes on. I smirk seductively at the boy and start dancing again.

"Do you want to go on my shoulders?" The boy asks me. I nod at him and he helps me onto his shoulders. I take a deep breath as I look at the whole crowd from above. It's amazing from up here and I feel like I am on top of the world. I have a clear view of G-Eazy and I put my hands up in the air. The chorus comes back on again after the rap verse and it feels as if g-eazy is now looking straight at me. I seem to stand out in the crowd as many eyes are on me and only a few other girls are on someone's shoulders. Someone hands me a drink and I gladly reach down and take it. I chug the rest of the cup before throwing it into the crowd.

"Aye I see you having a good time!" G-eazy yells into the microphone and I look at him only to find him pointing in my direction. I wave my hands around in the hair and sing along with a huge smirk/grin on my face.

Oh, it's just me, myself and I
Solo ride until I die
'Cause I got me for life
Oh I don't need a hand to hold
Even when the night is cold
I got that fire in my soul

I don't need anything to get me through the night
Except the beat that's in my heart
Yeah, it's keeping me alive
I don't need anything to make me satisfied
'Cause the music does me good and it gets me every time

Like ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-ba-da-ba
Ba-ba-ba-da-ba
'Cause the music does me good and it gets me every time

I run my hands through my hair and scream, the boy is jumping and making me bounce on his shoulders. Everything around me seems to slow down and l finally understand what freedom feels like. The crowd is still full of energy and so wild. All I see is hands in the air and people jumping around and I feel as if I want to stay in this moment forever.

G-Eazy finishes off with 'I mean it' and the next thing I know I'm back on my feet with the boys arm around my shoulder, leading me towards the exit of the building where the rest of the crowd is already going too as well.

"I never got your name." I slur to the boy as we walk outside into the cool spring night.

"I'm Matt." The boy says, smirking and walking towards the side of the building so I can wait for my bestfriend and her boyfriend.

"Well I'm y/n. Tonight was amazing!" I say slyly, stumbling over to Matt and placing my hands on his firm chest.

"We should do this again sometime" Matt says, pushing my wild hair out of my face and leaning closer.

"Definitely." I whisper before connecting our lips for another drunk make out session as the crowd floods out of the building, many other people drunk out of their mind. Matt grabs my phone and puts his number in it before putting it in my back pocket, resting his hands on my butt.

"Y/n?" I hear my bestfriend and I spin around on my feet.

"Bye Matt!" I turn my head towards him and wave goodbye before stumbling over to my best friend and we start to walk across the parking lot towards her boyfriends car. 

"Ok who the hell was that dude
y/n? And how are you gonna cover up that huge hickey. My friend shouts and glances at me, pointing to my neck and the top of my boob. I shrug and run my hand through my hair, giggling.

"Who cares and he is a guy I met after I was tired of watching you and your boyfriend make out" I slur, trying to keep my balance as I get into the car.

That's basically the last thing I remember.
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