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“Adam! Adam!” I called again… Right, like that would work, with all this people around. If he
would only look this way, I’ll make a funny face or something; it would be an interesting
reaction to watch his reaction if someone started showing funny faces in the crowd. I must have
lost my focus for a moment because when I lifted my head again Adam was standing in front of
me 6'1" feet tall.
“Adam,” I whispered as to myself. “This is my 10th autograph, I need it.” I must have smiled
with my eyes because Adam grinned at me.
“Come here you!” Adam spoke with the same grin on his face. “How many times has it been,
how many times have I seen you waiting for me? You really are my Nr.1 fan”
“Oh Adam! You are spoiling me too much.”
I first saw Adam at an American music show and was in love with his voice ever since, he’s
spirituality and opened mind, also the fact that he wasn’t afraid to let people know about his
sexuality, him being gay, after that, came the albums the lives and the shows, I followed him
everywhere – like a stalker- after a few autographs, because of my … I guess my size and
silliness – always staying behind the crowd, hoping he wouldn’t leave without me getting my
autograph - he started to notice me and in the end I gained the title of Nr.1 fan. Not bad for a
stalker, I might say.
“You know I love your music best; it always makes me happy to see you trying your best out
there. To make the fans live this passion for music, that you have, and are always willing to share
it with us. Plus, your shows manage to make me shiver every time.
Adam laughed strongly, but furrowed his eyebrows immediately after, he heard his manager’s
voice, and he was in a hurry. I tried not to forget why I was there in the first place, even after my
sleepless nights, I tricked the little glitter freak into staying a little longer with me, even in the
deafening sound of screaming fans.
“I have something to show you,” I added. I opened a big hand bag,
bought for this purpose
and took out a small stack of papers, clipped together. Adam turned his head towards the
pile of crumpled papers that was now, being pointed at him. “I told you I like to write, it’s a
hobby of mine,” I added to end his questioning look.
“Hmmm.” Adam opened his eyes wide.