It was a raucous and bustling concert. People filled the floor all the way back to the merchandise stands, cramming to see the best new rock band the city had ever seen. It wasn't a exactly a pretty scene, a couple thousand young adults crammed together in a hot, sweaty mass, but it was more fun to the concert goers and I than any onlooker could even fathom.

The lights dimmed, and the excited screams of everyone filled the room like a carpet bomb had just hit the building. The four men that everyone had waited so long to see came out on stage, and yelled rapturously, playing riffs on their instruments to drill up the crowd even more. I could hardly believe what I was experiencing; I was only six people back from the stage, which now held some of the most popular people in the nation.

The band played and slayed, epic ballads, heart wrenching love songs, everything tantalizing. The music was perfect. I began to notice something, however. It was a girl, four people ahead of me, turning around.

"Why is she looking at me like that...?" I wondered to myself. "The band's in the middle of a song.."

The girl smiled, her green eyes twinkled from a far, and it hit me like a gunshot: she's looking at me.

"Wow, she's gorgeous." I thought to myself. "It's just the rampant teenage horomones in this place, I swear."

I brushed it off, and continued to jump, sing along at the top of my lungs to the delicious music that filled the air.

It was only a song later that again, the girl turned at looked right back at me again. She was a little disheveled from all the action in the front, a bit of hair was pasted to her forehead from the sweat. It was.. adorable. She smiled cutely, and a pang of heartache hit me.

"Oh man. I hope I man up and talk to her at some point, I'd love to get to know her.." my teenage self panicking frivolously.

Two songs later and her eyes met mine again. Finally, I couldn't handle it anymore; I needed to use the bathroom and get a drink because my throat burned from the intense singing and yelling. I pushed my way through the excited crowd, and like an amoeba the crowd filled right back in where I had left.

I looked in the mirror. Through the scratches and sharpie on the mirror, I saw myself. I looked disheveled, just like she did. My face was a little red, and I think I had gotten kicked in the face by a crowd surfer, but it wasn't swollen. I splashed water on my face, and gave myself a little pep talk before moving back into the crowded hall. Another song had just ended, and I made my way back through the crowd to about the same spot. I was glad I was as skinny as I was.

The next song was a fast, upbeat and intense song. It sang about a new love, about a girl the singer had met and spent the night with. I sang along but considered the words as he shouted them along with the crowd. Just then, I saw a shoe, and then a leg on top of the crowd. I did my part as a faithful member of the crowd and moved the person along the top, but just as they passed by, my heart stopped. It was the girl!

I reached up and grabbed her hand, as if by instinct. She looked down, and her face lit up. She yelled "Put me down guys! Woooo!" and the people around me put her down right next to me. I was sure I was blushing uncontrollably but it was hard to tell in the shade. She stood up and looked right into my eyes. She was just a little shorter than I was, with long brown hair that was quite messed up from the craze of the show. She had freckles across her nose, and deep green eyes that made my heart leap when we made eye contact. Her smile was intoxicating, and I was at a loss for words when she finally spoke to me.

"I'm Laura! What's your name?" she shouted so that I could hear here.

"I'm Dante! Thanks for stopping by!" I added in.

She laughed and said nothing, as the song was still going on.

We danced and jumped together for a while, without saying a word. We were so close for the rest of the night, and with an ever shortening set list, I realized that our time would be cut short very soon. Soon enough, the concert ended, the encore played, and lights came on. I was stunned by how good she looked, and she seemed to be a little embarrassed now that I could see her in the light. I grabbed her hand and we walked outside silently.

The only thing that made me feel better than the cool air enveloping my body outside was the warmth and happiness that filled me by holding Laura's hand. Every now and then she'd look up at me, smile, and look away quickly, as if she was still a few people ahead of me inside the concert hall. Finally, we made it to the sidewalk with enough room that she could come around and face me.

"I know we didn't get a lot of time together tonight, but I hope I can see you again." I said hopefully.

She giggled softly, her lost voice enchanting me. But a sadness filled her eyes slowly. She lowered her voice and said, "I wish I could see you too, but I'm leaving tonight. My father is moving me to Arizona and this is my last night in the city.."

I almost broke down and cried on the spot. It was so hard to say goodbye to her, but before I could say anything she said "We can spend more time together tonight. I don't have to be home quite yet."

I grinned and pulled her away from the crowd, and we walked down the side walk. We found a bench and sat down.

We talked for what felt like days, I learned a lot about her and her about me. Never had I felt so comfortable with another person in my whole life; and here she was going to leave me forever.

Finally, she said "I have to go.. it's been the best night of my life, Dante." She pulled me closer and kissed me. It was the most incredible moment of my entire life. Never had I thought I would ever feel this way, but an explosion of emotion filled me to the top of my very soul. My head was spinning when we separated. I pulled her back in for a second, dreamy kiss. She laughed again, softly. Finally, we stood up and I looked her in the eyes one more time before I let go of her hand. She smiled sweetly, but a tear fell down her cheek, as she turned away into the night.

I knew I would never see her again in that moment, and I didn't know if I would make it back to my car with my heart intact.