[ Author's PoV ]
Quite in contrast to how Zach's morning had started– dull, because it was his first day in Paris without the girl he had gotten so used to waking up to, making him more short tempered and whiny than Tara (who was pregnant!), the evening turned out to be joyous, even though he spent most of his time in his vanity, and then back stage, watching their fans take entry after the security checks through the cameras connected to a stage screen.
The enchanting and thrillingly pink sky of that evening had turned into a daring blue night with hundreds of stars overhead, which with every passing minute was only turning more and more intoxicating.
Zach did what he does best. After the crowd had waited enough and were thoroughly crazy shouting all the bandmates names in anticipation
