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"Ready?"
"Yeah" I couldn't help but grin widely, me going to a concert, never thought that this would happen.
Luckily for both me and Badar he just turned 18, so he could drive here, in America you can drive when you're 16.
But he turned 18, just before we move.
"Are you excited?" he asked with a chuckle, as he drove away from the house and towards where the show was hosted.
"No, I look like I could explode with excitement for fun" I snickered with a smile, Badar just laughed before turning the radio on.
"Can I hear some of this guys songs?" he asked.
"Sure" I took the AUX and plugged it into my phone, and found my favorite Say. "This is my favorite" I yelled over the music.
Badar just nodded, and focused back on the road.
Which probably was a really good idea. "What do we even know about this guy?" he questioned after a moment of silence.
"I don't even know what he really looks like, just that his voice is amazing" I told him.
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"I'm going to get some air really quickly" I excused myself.
"Your spot might be taken once you get back" Badar said looking at the crowd around us. I just smiled.
"I'll call you when the concert is over if I haven't found you"
He nodded.
After that I went outside, the crowd was too rough, and it made me feel anxious. I don't know why I thought it'd be a chilled show with only around sixty to seventy fans.
But no there were like a hundred if not more.
I smiled in relief once I had gotten outside, I looked up at the sky and were immediately memorized by its beauty.
"A beautiful starry night isn't it?"
I didn't remove my gaze from the night sky, covered in glittering stars, it reminded me of when I was younger and had no worries.
"It really is" I agreed with the guy speaking.
"You on holiday here?"
He asked clearly hearing my accent weren't australian, which was fine, but it just made me feel weird and out of place.
"No, my parents decided that it'd be good for the family, to move to another continent, and not think about what their kids might want" I laughed dryly.
"Wow"
"I know" I mumbled. "Sorry I just rambled on, it's all just very new to me, you know everything has changed so much in a few days" I apologized.
"No it's fine, you can talk about it, if you want" he assured me.
"I don't wanna bother you"
"No it's fine, you can't walk around feeling all this frustration, and I'm okay being all ear" he told me.
I looked at him, and felt safe looking into his tan eyes. I don't know why, I had just met the guy, and never looked at him.
But I felt what I felt.
"It's just that everything has changed, everything from my phone number to my toothpaste" I laughed a bit at my own words.
"Very random example" he chuckled.
"Well what else was I supposed to tell you? That I can't fall asleep at night, because I'm worried that I won't wake up? Or because I can't hear the usual cars and midnight business going on?"
"You feel that?" suddenly the conversation got deep.
"Scared that I won't wake up, in a new country where I know nobody, and nobody knows me?" I asked looking away from his eyes.
"Or that I can't fall asleep because everything sounds different?" I chuckled at the last part, knowing it was the first one.
"You know it's okay to feel that way, both ways, right?"
"I don't know is it? I have all these thoughts that I don't tell anyone, I just plaster on a smile and act like I'm good"
"If you don't tell anyone, then why are you telling me?" he spoke in such a deep tone that made goose bumps appear all over my skin.
"Probably because you don't know me, you don't know what I've been through, done or said"
"Well I want to"
"You really don't"
"I don't think you know what I want to or not" he chuckled at my stubborn statement.
"Life was just starting to fall into place for me, I started to get friends, started normal school and had a good life, then I moved"
"You keep making this move seem like this big negative thing, what if it's just what you needed? What if those people you call your friends, really just pitied you?"
I didn't know how to respond to that, because I knew he was right.
"You don't know shit"
"I don't, I'm just speaking in theories, but a lot of people do things out of pity" he said, what he said with a knowingly voice, like he had been through it.
"Did people do that to you?"
"Yes and no, people haven't exactly pitied me, they've been fake towards me, expecting me to give them something I have"
"What do you mean?"
"You're at a concert right now?"
"Yeah"
"With who?"
"My brother, he's in there probably having a great time"
"Who are you expecting to see?" he asked almost with a devilish smile on his face, like he knew something I didn't.
"Some guy named Ruel"
"Yeah"
"Wait is this on some other fanfiction shit level, where you're Ruel, and we just had a deep conversation about shit?" I asked laughing.
"Well yeah"
"You say 'yeah' a lot" I commented, avoiding the topic of him being Ruel, I didn't know who Ruel really was, just that he was a singer, and his song played on the radio the other day.
So I googled his song, and found out he was playing a show today near by where I live, so I bought the ticket, needing a distraction.
"I know I do, but you're just avoiding the topic" he smiled, his smile just as bright as the stars in the sky.
"Well if you're Ruel, then who is performing right now?"
"The warm up band"
"Why is it I don't believe you?" I arched my right brow at him, not believing him, even though he looked sincere.
"Well let me prove it to you"
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What would you do if this happened to you?
I would tell him that I've done some creepy shit and so on, and wrote a book about him just because I get nervous and ramble on in every situation where the person is new to me.
Probably embarrass myself a lot, like a lot. I tend to do that, a lot.
I even had a period of time, where I'd start talking about my two guy cousins if I met new people and didn't know what to say.
I've always been a mess, smh.
And hey two chapters in a day. Am I productive or am I productive.
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