My Pop Star //. Series #1

Chapter 15: Concert #4/Brazil

Chapter 15: Concert #4/ Brazil

***Ethan's POV***

I could barely see anything. Everything I see is either blurred or distorted. I have no idea exactly where I am. It feels like I'm inside an ambulance car; because its sirens have awoken me. It's moving really fast. My head is killing me like I wouldn't imagine. My eyes didn't stay open for so long; not longer than any seconds it closes.

As I open my eyes, I'm inside a building. I scan my surroundings, I see a couple of nurses at my left side, and some couple of doctors at my right side. I hear wheels squeaking, it's like I'm being pulled into some kind of cart they use in hospitals.

They've pulled me into another room. They've also moved me, from a bed. This isn't my first time in the hospital so I get their procedures. One of the doctors is telling me something but I couldn't barely understand it. Like I said, it's distorted. Everything seems like I've taken too much drugs.

Now, it's getting worse, I see a double figure. What is going on with me? As I look to my right; one of the doctors are about to inject me something onto my right arm. So they did.

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As I wake up, I feel a bit better than last time I was awake. As I tilt my head to the left, it's nothing but a white long cord that leads to where they inject me. I try to move, I couldn't. Everything feels stiff, but it somehow comfortable for me.

The door opens, and as I look who it is, it's Antonio. I never been so glad to see him like this ever before.

"Hey bud, what trouble did you get into this time?" He chuckles.

I smile. "Nothing dude, but Mr. Andrews made me work for at least seven-hours straight, and that's why I'm here."

"Sorry about that dude, but why do you have to work seven-hours straight?"

"Someone broke in, and the whole main stage is like a mess, I don't know, that's what he told me, so I did it anyway." I sigh.

"That's messed up, didn't anyone helped you there?"

I shake my head. He have no idea how no one helped me building that stage. I wonder, where all the architecture have gone to.

"That's really unbelievable, so in the total different subject, how things going with you and Katy?" He lift his left eyebrow.

I chuckled. "Actually, it's good, we grew closer ever since the tour started, and the rest is just surprising." I laugh.

"Sounds interesting, so, did you kiss her yet?" He joked.

"Dude! I'm taking things slow with her, I don't want to overdo things, it may just be awkward." I smile.

"But you're planning to right?"

"I don't know man." I sigh.

I have to do it somehow. I can't just stay as her friend. It's not going to work for me, watching her with another guy. It's like a dagger in the heart.

***Katy's POV***

I've been worried sick. I couldn't keep my self under control. I barely worry like this towards anyone. Except my family of course but that's different. I have been trying to control myself, but I can't. The more I think about it, the more I want to know myself if he's okay. The concert for me didn't go as I thought it will be. Of course to other people it looks like it went just great, but inside of me somehow didn't enjoy it. It's because my constant thinking about Ethan.