Don't let go - time will heal

Finally! Today's the concert I was waiting for so long.
After a tough week I was asking myself what I should wear. I stood before my closet and couldn't find a piece that was worth the day. So I choose the same like everyday-a black skinny jeans and my favourite Of Mice & Men shirt. Two hours before the concert would start, I walked to the subway. After a few minutes I stood in front of the hall. A lot of people were already there and it was a lot of time before they would open the doors. So I choose to sit down a little further away from the hall. I was not the type for standing hours in front of the hall before the concert would even start. So I took my phone out and messaged my mom.
Suddenly I noticed someone was starring at me.
'Nice shirt.'
Austin Carlile was standing in front of me. I just looked up and couldn't say a word.
'Thank you.' I stuttered.
'What are you doing here?' He said and sit down next to me.
'I just wanted to wait until the doors of the hall would get opened.'
'So further away?'
'Yeah, I don't like that much people, it's a torture for me to even be here.'
My voice broke. I wasn't prepared for this moment.
'Hey, you're okay?'
'Yeah' I said, just like everytime I was asked this question.
He hugged me so tight, I thought I wasn't even existing.
Then he looked at me which such an sad face, that could calm the oceans.
'Why're you doing this to yourself?'
I said nothing. I just looked on my knees.
I mess up everything. Even the person that means the most to me, hates me.
He took my phone and saved my phone number.
'I've gotta go now. But I'll call you tomorrow. Enjoy the concert.' He whispered with an smiling face.
I couldn't believe what has happened at this moment. So I just did what he said-I enjoyed the concert.

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