Fan Fiction |
by Mimosa
Dearest friends, meis, and supporters:
I know you’re all so anxious to know about what will happen to Gallen and Flora of Darling Harbour, but I hope you don’t mind I have this little extra coverage here! I can’t refrain myself from doing this, I simply have to share with you all!
Yes, I finally met Gallen in person! After 12 years of loving him, following every step of his career, and dreaming of a chance to see him… My dream has finally come true.
And that night was magical. I still can’t believe it was the real him I saw on the stage, that it was the real him I shook hand, that it was the real him I talked to!
He was maddeningly gorgeous! And he was amazingly sweet. I though DH’s Gallen would be the most handsome, since he’s the result of my imagination base on the on-screen Gallen, but dear God how I’m being wrong!
The show started a little bit later than it was set to be at 1 a.m. that Sunday. For each minute that ticked by, my poor little silly heart suffered more and more. I’d not slept at all the night before, and that just made my silly self more sensitive to the waiting. Poor me!
At 14 and a half minutes pass 1, the light finally dimmed, and the female voice of the MC started announcing the program. Well, little pathetic mimosa sat there, trying to calm herself, and listening to the introduction without understanding a word since she doesn’t know Cantonese. No, that’s not entirely correct, she did recognize 3 words, which sent her little pathetic heart into yet another wild dance: Lo Ka Leung!
The music started! The prelude of ATE II theme song! Mimosa felt like floating on a mix of feelings – indescribable and overwhelming! Then comes his voice…
… mimosa couldn’t breath… it was beautiful, his voice!
Then he emerged! The stage glowed in dark magical blue, and everything seemed utterly surreal! He strolled quickly to the front of the stage, and I stopped breathing. I gazed! That was him! That was Gallen! Yes, that was Gallen! But how could he look that great? The black suit, the white shirt, the black tie, the hair, he looked like a model from the latest catalog of Armani! Yet those models could only dream to have this face I was gazing at. The cleft on his chin was indeed there, and it simply killed me!
The spot light went on and my heart tumbled… His white shirt glowed with the light, his eyes shone, his face shone… He shone like the brightest, most precious star!
He stopped singing and started speaking! His voice was indeed warm and strong! Just the way I had imagined! What I had not imagined was that air of extreme confidence he has around him! He smiled, and made a remark, to which the audience laughed in awe and amusement.
He smiled again, and picked up the line of the song. I’ve never really accredited much to his smile on screen, but this smile on his lips this moment, it killed me good! Bright, sweet, simply adorable!
Then my heart jolted up once again. He was moving the right side, and that meant he was moving right to the portion of the stage straight in front of me. I couldn’t hear his voice, for the drumming inside my chest became deafening. My whole body paralyzed! Talk about being silly!
My friend tugged wildly at my arm, shoving me out of my chair. “Go!” she shooed. “Go!”
I got closer to the stage, “This is not real!” I told myself. He saw me and approached with a slightly arching of his brow! What can I say? This was dream-like!
And just like what had happened a million times in my dream! Nothing could leave my mouth! I was awed to the point of being speechless. All I would manage was a smile…
He took the gift from me and stopped the song once again, to ask me something… in Cantonese! What could I say? I wanted to kill myself over and over again for unable to understand him, but even if I knew the language, it probably wouldn’t have done anything good, since I couldn’t let myself speak anyway, not with him THAT close to me for the first time!
Then I wanted to kill myself a few million times more, when the song ended! Why? Because the second girl, who wasn’t as nearly as silly as mimosa, came up on the stage to give him the flower, and she kissed him! Now why wouldn’t I be able to bring myself to doing so? I hated myself! Little did I know I would hate myself more later, but you will have to read on to that part!
I wouldn’t simply kill myself over and over again, so I was just sitting there and watching him tilting his head and leaning his cheek over in his super sweet way to one girl after another! Now I know for a fact that Gallen is not only handsome! He is cute in every sense! Too cute!
The stage changed into a slow motion swirling of blue waves, and his voice came back, flooding us with his strong, yet very smooth melodies. I rested my head and allowed myself to be lost into another world. I knew he was there, real, tangible. I saw him, I heard him, I could almost touch his hand that moment…
…Tell me why everything still seem unreal, to me!
“You have to, mimosa!” My friend was adamant! “Go go go!”
“I don’t think we could” I said the contradiction to my own will, and glanced at the double door separate us and the back stage.
“Just do it!” My friend shoved me again! She’d been doing this a lot today! Funny how I didn’t yell at her! I was too occupied to yell at her! “Come on, I’ll distract the guard!”
I didn’t know what I did exactly, but half a second later I faced the second security guard. He looked at me and listened to the rant I had to say. I must be quite convincing, for he decided to get up and knocked on the door that has three Chinese character printed on.
The door cracked open a tiny tweeny bit, and a small Asian lady put her head out. She looked at me inquisitively…
“I..” I repeated my rant, adding more spice here and there, but sadly this time it didn’t work its wonder. The lady was adamant! “Please,” I felt the tingling at the corner of my eyes, and she must saw that, too, for she was telling me to come back after the show.
I was too dispirited to go on, and was about to give up, when I thought about the whole 3000 occupied seats inside the theatre. What the chance of getting him after the show? And I was here, separated with dearest Gorgeous by just a thin door, and this hard-to-persuade manager of his!
So I refused to go, hoping I could catch a glimpse of him when he walked out for the next performance. There I stayed, leaning on the wall, with the security guard watching me discreetly and me watching the door!
Not even a minute later, the door cracked open again, and I stared in disbelieve.
“Hi,” he said, smiling shyly.
My dear, it was him! And dearest God, why did I say shyly? But yes, he did sound and look a bit quieter than the extremely confident Gallen on the stage.
“Hi,” I breathed, and as soon as my senses came back to me, I rushed and stopped just in front of him. He had changed, obviously for the next performance, and now was having a simple black shirt. Simple yet elegant, just the way Gallen is! His eyes are very dark, and very smart. Once again, I was pleased with my silly imagination!
He looked suggestively at the postcard in my hand, and extended his hand! Oh my, he was indeed awesome. When did I tell him I wanted his autograph? I didn’t think I told him that! In fact, I didn’t think I had said anything to him at all.
“Take your chance, take your chance, take your chance!” My head cried!
“I…” I stuttered, and he lifted his eyes momentarily, then smiled again… “You’re so kind!”
What did I just say? “You’re so kind”? That wasn’t at all what I want to tell him! Well, out of millions of things I was dying to tell him, now I had just told him he was kind? Mimosa, you deserved to die a few more million times!
He gave back the postcard to me, and smiled again “Stop killing me with that smile,” His eyes looked straight at me, soul-captivating! Oh my god, now I know what DH’s Flora must indeed feel! Should I hug him? He was only an arm away! But I couldn’t bring myself to ask, let alone doing it!
“Good luck!” He said, and extended his hand again. His eyes were still mesmerizing. I took his hand “Thanks!”
I didn’t need luck, Gallen! I didn’t come to Trump Plaza to play card. I came on a quest to find you! And I found you!
He waved at me, and nodded! I stood there for a little while, clutching the autographed postcard and wondered how he would be so nice to actually come out. Maybe it was entirely my luck, or maybe Gallen is indeed the nicest star!
Up to that moment, I was just being awed from one thing to another about him. He looked way gorgeous than my imagination, his live singing sounded simply great! The way he worked his audience was amazingly cool! His smile so sweet, and himself so nice! So nice!
I will never be able to forget this! Never ever!
Just like I will never be able to stop loving him!
I went back to my seat, and startled G. - my fiancé with the absent-minded air I wore. Then G. looked at the postcard on my hand and understood. I leaned and rested my head on his shoulder.
I love them both, dearly! Each in his very way!
Candy was very nice with her performance, but I simply couldn’t wait for Gallen to come back out. When he did, he had on a white jacket on top of that black shirt, adorned with a black-and-white scarf. Suave and surely heartthrob!
He went on with Fairy Tale of Time! Did he know he was making a fairy tale for my time? He swayed dreamily and sweetly with the waltz, and my heart danced away…
He changed the ambiance swiftly with the next song, the funny, cool and adorable Kei Gor was brought back, and the audience screamed in delight! Nobody would refrain from giggling when he did those cute poses again and again, just like in Old Time Buddy! I bet every single one in the theater would find Gallen to be the dearest old time buddy of theirs!
But Gallen wasn’t only posing in that song. He posed from time to time in such a sweet, cute way, and sent all of us clapping wildly! A few brave girls rushed next to the stage, and Gallen would simply squat down, so that they would have picture taken together. His little ways… he made it just impossible for us not to love him!
And he made it even harder for us, with his way of moving one side of the stage to the other, singing his sweet line, and making eyes contact! Did he know how lethal his eyes are? I felt like hiding before that sweet penetrating look, yet I long for him to do it more and more!
Oh, Gallen! Gallen!
Love him! But it’s not only mimosa and her small circle of true friends loves him. It was amazing how he has such a great support from this portion of the world, where it took years for his series to be released, and decades for his album to be found! But the crowd almost squashed me into powder when Gallen decided to get off the stage and went for his round of handshaking. I bet he would get yelled at by his manager for deciding to leave the stage, but we all appreciated he doing so.
That is the best feeling! Of knowing your beloved star being loved!
========================================================================================================================
PS. I have some of the pictures of Gorgeous on this Viet forum. Just ignore the text and enjoy him, haha...
http://dienanh.net/forums/index.php?showtopic=13190&st=40
Love you love him!
...mimosa...