An hour and a half.

That's how long I waited.

It seemed quite fast actually.

I hummed a few songs here and there.

Tapped my fingers on my ripped jeans to my own beat.

That was until I saw his face clearly.

I could see his face without other peoples heads in front of my vision.

His green hair glowed as his smile made it brighter.

"Well, hi!" He said in his accent. A laugh trailed along as my heart danced.

"Oh my God, hi." I whispered.

"Your expression is hilarious!" Sean said while laughing even more.

I felt my cheeks burn up as I looked into his blue eyes.

They were so...blue.

I loved them.

"Can I....hug you?" I asked nervously.

Sean chuckled once more as he walked around the booth and opened his arms wide open.

I never felt more alive.

My eyes welled as I wrapped my arms around his chest.

I sobbed.

It was a happy sob.

I've been longing for this hug for years.

And now I'm finally doing it.

"Thank you...so much." I whispered in his ear.

"For what?" He asked.

I hesitated, as I embraced this moment a second longer.

"Saving my life."

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Sean's POV

My emotions jolted as she whispered,

"Saving my life."

The love I get from my fans is great. And the fact that you actually get to save people's lives makes me feel...just truly amazing.

"Why me?" I asked, still grabbing her in a hug.

She sniffled.

"You were there when no one else was."

A spark ignited in my chest.

It felt...strange.

She pulled away from the hug and wiped her puffy eyes.

"I love you so much, Sean! Like, you have no idea." She giggled as she pulled her sleeves lower to cover her wrist.

"I don't know what I'd do without you."

"Nah, don't mention it. I'm just a super loud Irish guy who shouts 'Booper Dooper' and 'Wooshie Woosh' all the time."

She laughed which made me feel good.

I'll have to admit, this girl is super pretty, not it a perverted way, but seriously.

Her (e/c) eyes lighted perfectly against her skin tone and her (h/l), (h/c) hair was beautiful.

She was almost as tall as me, too.

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Your POV

Sean looked in my eyes with joy.
"You are super nice." He said out of no where. I couldn't help bit giggle as I pulled my sleeves over my wrist even more. "What's your name?" He asked.

Odd.

I don't think he ever asked his fans that.

They always tell him first.

"(Y/n) (L/n)." I said with pride.

He shot his hand out with a smile.

"Seán William McLoughin, at your service." He said with a bow after shaking my jittering hand.

Five minutes went by and the security guard who sat at panel announced, "Alright, Sean. Times up."

Sean looked heartbroken.

Strange. I thought.

I started to wave and walk away, but Sean spun around. "Wait, wait!" He said writing something on the table.

He spun back around to face me with a piece of folded paper in his hand. He winked rapidly as he welcomed the next fan.

I planted a confused look as I walked away, feeling sad and lost that my time with Sean was already gone.

Until....

I opened the paper, curiosity rushing through my hands.

"Sorry the time was so short. Here's my number....." My reading words trailed off as a shock of excitement flittered inside me.

"Oh...my....God." I whispered as I turned back around to face Sean. He was hugging the next fan but not as long as he did with me.

I saw him look at my surprised face and he goofily smiled.

This can't be happening.
I thought as I practically skipped the rest of the way through Pax.