It was quiet, complete darkness. Thousands of people's hands gripped their drinks eyes filled with anticipation and excitement waiting for the person they came for.
As soon as they saw the spotlight land on the one person they'd been waiting for all hell broke loose. The person who stole their hearts in many ways. the person who they've been dying to see.
Yuta slowly rose underneath the stage. Eyes filled with excitement. Ringed fingers held onto the mic his lips slowly reaching near it as he began to belt out the lyrics.
What'll you do when you get lonely?
But nobody's waiting by your side?
You've been running and hiding much too long.
You know it's just your foolish pride.
The way he belted those lyrics sent shivers down their spines. Their voices roared as the rockstar walked further down the stage. He felt it too from the way his body moved with the music.
When he released the song many people had questions.
Who was Layla?
Was it about his past lover?
But they'll never know, only he knows.
His guitarist Coi loved when this part came, as she would give it her all on the guitar watching as her friend would hit every beat and match every rhythm. Yuta removed his mic and sang his heart out like it was meant to be.
Layla.
You've got me on my knees.
Layla.
I'm begging, darling, please.
Layla.
Darling, won't you ease my worried mind?
Fans watched from their seats standing, watched from the sides, hell they even watched it on TV. At some point, you'd think it's terrifying for people to watch your every move. Yuta found it a little unnerving but a small part of him thrived off of it seeing how easily they were wrapped around his finger.
I tried to give you consolation.
When your old man had let you down.
Like a fool, I fell in love with you.
You turned my whole world upside down.
Yuta bent down at eye level as he looked into the eyes of his fans, watching as they turned red, fat blobs of tears falling down their face. Eyes sparkling with happiness. They mouthed I love you. Yuta smiled blowing a kiss before continuing the performance.
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Azira thought it would go by slowly but boy she was wrong. The rockstar finished the last song, fireworks shooting up making the crowd scream even louder with teary eyes not wanting him to go yet. The screams never died down nor did the adrenaline rush from the staff. they've successfully made it through one show.
One down forty-eight more to go.
Tonight went by fast too fast. Yuta was already giving his earpiece to one of the soundcheck crew.
Royce was already by Yuta's side, his crackling into a wide grin "You did amazing, all of you did." He applauds which is soon followed by other praises.
Yuta grinned still feeling high off the chants "Thank you guys. I couldn't have done it without every single one of you. Now if you'll excuse me I'll go change and then we're going to Club Leviticus" He was already walking down the hallway.
Club Leviticus was an exclusive club field with billionaires, millionaires you name it. Yuta always went there whenever he had a successful show. His friends were already waiting for the rockstar's arrival.
The grin never left his face even when he opened the dressing room and saw Azira. Her things were already packed in the jets and buses ready for their next destination. however, Azira decided to stay a little longer making sure she had everything.
"So." Yuta asks his grin never leaving "What do you think?"
Azira was counting all the 328 brushes upon hearing his voice. Weren't you just in a bad mood? she thought to herself. "You did amazing." She mumbles her eyes never leaving the brushes.
"Thanks. So which one of my songs did you like?" Yuta asked sitting on one of the spinning chairs.
"The second one." She answers once again after putting the brushes into their sections.
"Are you just saying that to say that?" He questioned further.
Azira looked up "Maybe I am, maybe I'm not." She closed her bag filled with all the pallets, brushes, and concealer before looking back at the rockstar.
"You're horrible at answering questions." He frowned.
Azira sighed "Well maybe because all the questions are about you."
Yuta then got up and went over to the rack taking off his shirt and changing into better clothes "I'm just trying to get to know you."
She stared at him blankly briefly watching his back muscles flexed before it got covered by the shirt but that wasn't the point "If you wanted to get to know me so bad then why do the questions always end up about you."
Yuta felt annoyance and something else radiating off from her. He wasn't expecting the conversation to turn out like that "What I wanted to ask was if you wanted to come to celebrate with me?" He said quickly changing the subject. and it was half true he did want her to come with him. But only if she wanted to.
"No, thank you I'm good." Azira didn't want to spend another night being dreadfully uncomfortable around rich people who drank until their throats were sore. She just wanted to go home in the comfort of her apartment. Despite how she was starting to like the redhead.
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Song is Layla by Derek and the Dominos.
