you never ever thought you’d be singing in a stadium, with full of thousands of people, but well, here you were.

and of course, he was here to watch you. matt sturniolo, your bestfriend, couldn’t take his eyes off of you. he was grinning like crazy, seeing you in your element, dancing and singing, hearing all your fans screaming your songs, and seeing how you often looked at him or smiled at him. or even point at him.

after the concert was over, the anxiety left your body immediately once you stepped into your dressing room. you plopped down in your chair, smiling at how well the show had went.

the few minutes of quiet you had where interrupted by matt’s voice.

“you did so well, cassie!” he entered the dressing room. “everyone was chanting and singing! holy shit, you were amazing!” he hugged you tightly, smiling.