Finishing up the concert, I look down at the crowd and my eyes land on hers.
Big, beautiful, curious brown eyes.
It took my breath away.
I took a few steps back and turned around, needing to get my mind back. It sort of left in shock, but in a good way. Unexplainable way.
"Alright guys," Alex said into the microphone, "this is our last song,"
The crowd cheered as we played Dear Maria, always a fun song to play.
"Thank you! Goodnight!" Alex shouted as the song ended, yet I didn't want to leave the stage because I just couldn't stop thinking of that girl. Brown eyed girl.
I got off stage quickly so I could take a quick bath and maybe meet up with her, if she stayed after the show. Oh how I wished she stayed after the show.
"In a hurry?" Rian asked.
"Uh? Yeah, sure," I answered not really caring much for what he said.
As fast as I could I showered and got outside, waiting to see her. I greeted a lot of fans, and we talked a little bit but I kept looking for her, until I didn't give a shit about the kids and asked, "Hey, have you guys seen this girl with brown eyes? She also had brown hair, and tanned skin…"
Everyone stared at me blankly, like I was crazy.
Then some kid nudged me, "Well, there was a girl who was here, but she had to leave, since it was getting late and she had to walk home. I talked to her for a bit and she seems like the girl you described."
I owe this kid big time. "What's your name?"
"John."
"I owe you, John. Can you please tell me which way did she go?"
"Through there," he said pointing to the right.
"Thanks!"
I ran outside the parking lot, leaving the fans with Zack and Alex.
I kept running until I saw a dinner, which wasn't very full, but when I saw her silhouette, I froze.
She was eating alone, in a big booth. I could see a milkshake and some fries on her table, but she was looking at her phone.
I plucked up the courage to enter, and when I did, a bell rang on top of me, but she didn't look up. I made my way onto the counter and a nice lady was there.
"Hello there! Good evening, I'm Angie. What could I get for you?"
For a girl in her 30s working in a dinner at this hour of the night, she was really nice.
"Um, how about a water and…some fries,"
"Okay, I'll get right on them," she smiled and went into the kitchen.
I sat on one of the stools and by the looks of it, the brown eyed girl still hasn't noticed me.
So, I went and sat on her booth.
"Hi,"
She looked up from her phone and her eyes suddenly got bigger.
"Hey," she said, and I heard her voice for the first time.
"Um, I saw you at the concert," Le duh!, I thought to myself
"Yeah," she smiled, "I think I saw you, too."
"So you're a fan of All Time Low. Who's your favorite?"
"I don't have a favorite, I like ya'll four the same amount."
"Oh really?"
"Yeah, really."
She had some sort of an accent, yet, we were in Tennessee.
"I'm Jack, I've been stalking you, and I've been dying to know your name." I smiled.
She laughed, "I'm Lily."
"Nothing else to say about yourself?"
"Well, I surely haven't been stalking you, and I've known your name for quite a while now."
She had the most amazing smile.
"Here you go, sweetie, French fries and your water," Angie brought me my food.
"Thanks,"
"Oh, Lily honey, are you done with your food?"
"Just the fries, Angie," Lily answered
"Okay, then let me get those, tell me when you want the check,"
"Okay," Lily said and Angie went away.
"So you leave here from Tennessee?"
"No, actually, I came all the way from Washington just to see you guys here." Heavy sarcasm in her voice hinted I was acting like an idiot.
I just smiled, and said "Well that's too bad, because I was actually planning to come back to Tennessee after the tour just to see you."
"Me? Why would you come to Tennessee just to see me?"
I suddenly stopped smiling because I really didn't thought through what I just said. But, I did mean it.
"Cross that, just, never mind," I tried to kill the topic and I started munching on my French fries.
"Sure, well, I better go, it's already late, and I gotta walk home, so bye, it was nice talking to you."
"Wait, don't go!"
"What?" She was surprised by my reaction and looked into my eyes.
"I said, umm, please, stay, I wanna keep talking to you, and I don't think I'm gonna see you again. Ever."
"Silly Jack, sure we will,"
She got up and went to pay for her meal. I just kept staring at her trying to analyze what she just said.
"What do you mean?" I told her as she passed the booth.
"Well, when I walk through that door, look on my side of the booth. You might want what's there."
"But,"
"Trust me. Goodnight."
She left the dinner without looking back and when I didn't saw her anymore I got up and went to look where she sat.
She was right and I smiled like a big idiot.
It was her phone number.