Billie's pov
It was half way through the hit me hard and soft world tour, I'm currently sitting around after sound check in Brisbane. "Five minutes till the concert starts" some guy from my management shouts backstage.
As I walk onto stage everything hits me at once; the lights, crowed and the screaming. I always get slightly overwhelmed when I'm performing, but it's my favourite thing to do.
As lunch starts playing I lock eyes with a fan god she's so beautiful; her teal blue hair, green eyes and her freckles they're just so perfect.
I walk over to her and crouch down and stare into those pale green eyes. I mouth to her "lot B" then walk away continuing as normal hoping she understood what I said.
Hollys pov
2 hours earlier:
It's finally the day of the concert, I've been waiting for years to finally see Billie live. I've always had bad luck when it comes to getting tickets for concerts, but this... I made it, I got tickets, I'm seeing the person who saved my life too many times to count live.
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The concert has started. She's there 10 meters away from me, she's so fucking pretty I mean- lunch starts playing and she walks over to me and stares directly into my eyes and mouths something that looks like "lot B" or whatever that is. Everyone around me starts freaking out and screaming.
The concert concert is over the concert I've waited my whole life for is over. I see a bunch of fans crowded around a roped off area of the carrack and see a sign with 'lot B, staff and authorised personnel only' I guess this is what she meant.
After a few minutes a black SUV comes rolling out and all the fans go crazy, louder than the concert was. Ringing starts to fill my ears, my vision blurry, great perfect time for a fucking panic attack.
Billie's pov
As I roll down the window I search the crowd for that girl, the one who i locked eyes with her teal blue hair, pale green eyes and her freckles. After a few seconds of searching I see her curled up on the ground, breathing heavily, eyes darting around in different directions every few seconds.
I signal for the driver to stop driving for a second. I unbuckle my seatbelt and open the door to the car, as I step out the screaming gets louder. I rush over to the girl and engulf her in a tight hug. After a few minutes her breathing begins to calm. "Th-thank you" she mutters "no problem" I respond keeping my voice soothing and my movements slow careful not to startle her. I slip her a piece of paper with my number on it then walk back over to the car.
I'm back at the hotel I'm staying at while I'm in Brisbane. I stare at my phone hoping she messages me, when suddenly ping a notification unknown number, it's her, it's her, it's her! I hurry to respond to her text. I write it and delete it a few time before settling on this; "hey, I hope you're okay after earlier I know my fans can be intense. If you ever need anything just call me"
No response. It's been five hours and she hasn't responded, read 10:11 pm I'm honestly kind of scared something happened to her but gonna leave it till Morning.
I wake up to one new message
Concert girl♥️
"Thanks you don't know how much I needed that"
Billie
"No problem"
"I never got your name"
Concert girl♥️
"My names holly"
Billie
"Cute name for a cute girl"
And with that I was left on read. I'm actually glad she's okay. I haven't been able to get her out of my head since the concert. Finneas comes into my room and immediately he knows something's up. "What's got you thinking bil?" He questions "you know I hate when you call me bil" I snap "fine but your avoiding my question what were you thinking about?" He says back "holly" I say plainly knowing he has no idea who she is
A/N:
I HATE WRITING but I get bored in class so it's better than reading smut
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