Concert (2)

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I finally entered and sat in my front-row seat, I hope Phil doesn't mind I used his money for this. I was uncontrollably giddy. "I CAN'T WAIT!" I screamed, an excited grin on my face.

- Time Skip After Concert-

I stood in line to meet them, Raised to the Ground. Actually meet them, it's not a dream this time. Even Jack, oh my gosh even Jack. What if we become friends? What if we become more than friends? What if he hates me? Y/N, be smooth.

"Hi there."

It was Jack.

It was JACK. I wanted to jump up and down and scream of joy but instead I found myself frozen, completely mind blank. We stared into each other's eyes for a while before Jack asked me, "Hello, are you okay?" He chuckled softly.

"Y-Yes...um, h-hi, sir, I m-mean Mr. McLoughlin, no, I mean J-Jack....hi." I awkwardly smiled and blushed. (You had one job) I wanted to curl into a ball in a dark corner and disappear.

Jack quietly laughed and flashed smiled at me, I felt as if I was about to faint.




























I fainted.
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Smoooooooooooooth. Anyways, I'm sorry for not updating! I just haven't been motivated lately.

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