Underneath by V. J. Albert (best e reader for academics TXT) đ
- Author: V. J. Albert
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âPlease exit through the right door. Then you have to walk down the hall and back to the main entrance. From there you'll find signs to show you how you get to your seats.â She pauses for a moment before she picks up two bags that stand on a table next to the right door. âThis is the present you get for buying the VIP package with Meet & Greet. Have fun with it and enjoy the concert.â
By now, Luca has already let go of his sisterâs arm and both of them take their bag, Luca murmurs an almost inaudible thank you and then opens the right door to get back to Alexis. He never wanted to see her more than right now.
Luca feels kind of bad for insulting Henry Shaw but then again in his opinion the younger lad deserved to get an honest statement from him, not an act trying to play along as if he was here voluntarily.
Whatever.
He just walks out without really looking back if Chel's following him suit. Because of her heâs even here, to take care of her, be a big brother. But today he doesnât want to be any of that. Luca doesnât want responsibility, not today. Or thatâs what he tells himself at least.
Chel thanks the woman kindly and then tries to look apologising for what happened with Luca at the Meet & Greet. Sheâs still ashamed of being here with someone who was so rude to someone who did nothing to him in return. All Chel wanted was enjoying the Meet & Greet and then the concert from her idol. Of course, she knew that itâll be hard with Luca having to be there because he disliked Henry so much (Chel really couldnât think of reasons why he did till Luca slammed all his reasons into Henry Shawâs face).
âAre you out of your mind?â Chel asks when they got out of hearing range of the woman. Luca turns around to his sister and looks at her.
âI was just being honest!â Luca shrugs. What does his sister want from him? She's the reason he had to be in a room with Henry Shaw in the first place. Did she expect him to be all excited? Say yes when asked if he wants a photo with a person he dislikes?
Hell no!
âI canât believe you, Luca! You just destroyed a wonderful moment for me, but you donât even care. You always just care about yourself. Youâre one of the most selfish persons on earth. You donât know shit about Henry. Everything you threw at him is media Henry, not the real Henry!â
âHow can you be so sure that heâs a saint?â Chel rolls her eyes.
âI donât think Henryâs a saint, but I know thereâs more to him than just his media image!â
âPeople in this business are all shallow and empty shells. Henry canât be different!â
âYouâre being ignorant! Not everyone is the same, you idiot!â
Yeah right.
âFame is getting to everyone, I tell you.â
âThink what you want but I canât believe you had to destroy something that was supposed to be special for me. I hate you.â Chel almost runs back to the main entrance. She's glad she'll barely see him at the concert, just for the fact that he'll sit seven rows behind her with Alexis and she'll sit front row with Emily.
That's something she won't let him destroy as well. He had damaged enough for one day; even a week, a month. Chel didnât know that she could be so angry at her big brother whom she loves so much most of the time. But today he simply crossed a line and he doesn't even recognise, doesn't care.
When they arrive back at the main entrance itâs already 4:59. A guy from security asks them if they need help to find the right door that leads to the floor seats. Luca and Chel both deny at the same time. They still get led towards the concert hall.
The other eight VIP fans are already sitting in their front row seats when they enter. Chel walks towards the stage and shows a guard her ticket before he lets her take her seat. Luca follows her sullenly; he shows his ticket but doesnât sit down yet. What for? Emily will be here soon and take the seat.
While Luca is standing, staring around and being in awe of how huge the hall is, Chelâs inspecting the content of the VIP bag. Thereâs a poster, a tour shirt, a wristband, a keychain and a portable battery charger in it.
âIâm sorry, Chelâ, Luca suddenly says.
âFor what?â His sister looks up from her gift bag to see her bother looking back at her apologising.
âFor ruining your Meet & Greetâ, Luca answers and then adds, âI know how important it was for you to meet Henry. It wasnât fair of me to wreck your moment like that.â
âYour apology wonât make what you did undone, you know.â
âI know, Chels. And I guess I deserve that youâre mad at me, but I want you to know that I love you and I didnât do it on purpose.â
âYeah, that wouldâve been even better, wouldnât it!?â Chel says sarcastically.
In that moment Alexis and Emily come strolling into Lucaâs view.
Finally.
Luca was already wondering when Alexis would finally save him from the awkwardness between him and his sister after the incident at the Meet & Greet.
The two girls show their tickets to a guard and are let to the front row block. Alexis sits down on her seat in row seven while Emily walks towards Luca to switch place with him. Before Emily can reach the two siblings a security guy is stepping in and telling her sheâs not allowed front row.
âItâs okay. Iâm switching my seat with her because sheâs my sisterâs best friendâ, Luca explains but the guard just stares at him unfazed, not letting Emily pass. âCome on, whereâs the problem?â
âA ticket is not assignable to another person. Iâm sorry.â
âBut who the fuck cares if I sit on this seat or my sisterâs best friend?â Luca shouts and is really mad now. He doesnât want to sit front row, so close to the stage, so close to Henry fuck-you Shaw. For sure, he wouldnât survive the damn concert next to his fangirling sister who might even cry or worse, hyperventilate. Luca isnât ready to put himself through this, not ready at all. Especially now that they arenât on best terms with each other. Chel has to calm her embarrassment towards Luca down first which might take weeks. So now is totally not the time for this. He might freak out if he really has to stay there.
âIt doesnât matter, Sir. I just follow the rules. Youâve got VIP tickets, youâve been to the Meet & Greet and so this front row seat is yours.â
âIs this your final say?â
âIt is indeed, Sir. Iâm really sorry.â When the guard, whose name is apparently Darren (when you can believe the nametag heâs wearing) finishes his sentence, another guard named Phillip comes around to take over the shift from Darren. Darren whispered something into Phillipâs ear, Phillip then nods and then guard one is moving away from the scene.
To Luca itâs off control now, he thinks. Heâs not in the mood to start a fight with the second guard which has for sure got instruction to not give a damn about what Luca says just to get to switch his place. Luca feels like in prison now. The guard probably even has the allowance to not let Luca out of the arena before the show is god damn over.
Okay, maybe this is a little overdramatic.
âIâm sorry Emily.â Luca really is. If it was for him, she could even sit on the damn stage to be even closer to her idol, Henry Shaw. He didnât plan to sit that close to the stage, so close to a concert he doesnât want to be at and for sure he doesnât want to sit so close to a person he doesnât like.
This is god damn shit fate!
Emily wanders back to row seven and Luca collapses into his seat.
He feels like heâll die today.
Henry is backstage getting ready for the show. Heâs standing in front of his hanging rail bare-chested, picking out his outfit right now. His opening act is already with Luisa, the stylist. Nathan is running around checking his guitar equipment and Marcus is trying to get the backstage chaos under control.
âMarc, can you stop for a second and help me pick out a shirt? You too, Nathan!â He shouts at his friends that scurry around him like weasels.
âSeriously Henry, you are the style guru, not usâ, Marcus says and continues working.
Itâs not Henryâs problem which clothes fit together. Itâs more of a I-donât-know-which-one-looks-better situation. Heâs not even sure why he cares. Henry never did before, but today he does. He wants to look good, really good. Why, he isnât sure himself. Maybe it has something to do with this boy. Luca, was his name, right?
Henry has never been insulted like that in the last few years. It was quite a shock to him and everyone who was with them in the room. The popstar feels awfully sorry for the boyâs sister. She must have felt totally embarrassed.
Somehow that whole insulting thingy isnât why he canât get the boy out of his head. The boyâs so good looking. Henry thinks he has never seen anyone as attractive to him before. Most of his so-called relationships were PR stunts and had nothing to do with him being involved with the woman.
Henry knows that heâs not just attracted to women but also men. To him itâs not about gender or just the look alone even. For Henry personality is the most important part.
And still, Lucaâs look alone left Henry breathless and speechless. Heâs so beautiful; Henry canât even really find words to describe him. Henry just never felt like this. Never felt such an attraction towards someone just alone from the appearance.
Itâs really confusing for Henry because why would he be attracted to someone who has insulted him? Everything that Luca has said was actually just his image, his media picture. It wasnât really an offence towards the real Henry Shaw, but it hurts that there apparently are people out there that see him like this. In fact, Henry has never thought about what his image really showed of him. Heâs not sure why he never did.
Henry picks the pink shirt with the white dots and Harryhhh
puts it on.
As he is buttoning his shirt, two guards walk past the open door, talking about some boy having a VIP ticket and still wanting to switch his seat with someone from row seven.
The person theyâre talking about couldnât be anyone but Luca. Henry is sure, so he calls out to them, making them stop in their tracks.
âCan we help you, Sir?â One of the guards asks when Henry appears in front of them.
âWho did you just talk about?â He asks, just to be sure he didnât understand their conversation the wrong way.
âThereâs this boy in the arena. He was at the Meet & Greet I suppose because he has a VIP ticket with Meet & Greet plus front row seat.â
âWhat about him?â Henry is more than curious. Front row? How should Henry survive a concert where the most beautiful creature heâs ever seen is sitting that close to the stage heâll be on? How is Henry supposed to function and not just stare at Luca like an utter idiot?
âHe wanted to switch his seat with a girl he claimed as his sisterâs best friend. Iâve got the instructions to not let anyone in the VIP row except they have a ticket, Sir.â The guard with the nametag âDarrenâ says.
âItâs just a switch though,
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