Innocent Rose

8. True Friends Stab You In The Front

I definitely caught Anthony off guard with that bold move. The real question was, why wasn't he kissing back?

I pulled away, realizing his face was all red with wide eyes. That sudden burst of confidence I had immediately died down and turned into regret as I let go of his shirt.

Why the fuck did I do that? This is exactly why I don't try t-

Anthony grabbed me and started kissing me once again, pinning me against the wall of the photo booth.

Ok, forget what I said earlier.

The way he was kissing me was as if he had no restrain anymore. One of his hands was on my waist, digging his fingers into it while the other cupped the back of my head and neck area. I couldn't help but to wrap my arms around his neck as we kissed (which made me realize he was slouching down towards me just to interlock our lips).

We both pulled away for air slightly and all we did was look at eachother, maintaining eye contact.

"S-should we start the photo booth?"

Oh my god, he stumbled on his words. That is adorable! But I do kind of feel bad about disorienting him with that kiss. He does look satisfied with the way his cheeks are bright red.

I nodded my head, smiling slightly as I saw my reflection and zipped my shirt back up slightly. I just want to know how and when the zipper moved down to the point of showing my bra. But hey, my tits were looking pretty sweet with this shirt. Thanks Layla.

I saw he selected the comic theme and we started taking silly pictures, and only 2 of the 5 were us being serious. We printed 2 copies and walked out to see our photos in person. Anthony threw his arm over my shoulder as we looked at our photos.

"Oh my god no way!"

We both looked up and I saw a random small group of girls, one of them pointing in our direction. "It is her!"

Both Anthony and I looked around to see if they were talking about someone else but it turns out they were pointing at me.

"You're AJ from Witch Hunters!" The girl squealed as the ran up to me. "Can we get a picture?"

The last time I got asked for pictures because of the band was a month after I graduated and usually my hair was what gave away my identity. That was another reason as to why I didn't bother touching it up since that same year I was mentally in a bad space and didn't want to be confronted by fans. I nearly snapped at a fan when they kept pushing me with continuous questions.

I smiled and nodded. "Sure thing."

The girls squealed and Anthony took the picture of me with them individually. They eventually started asking questions about how the band is doing, my favorite songs. The usual red carpet questions.

"Hey AJ, has the band ever thought about making a comeback anytime soon? You guys haven't posted about Metal Monday on your stories in over a year."

"Well, we're all busy with homework and jobs, and such. But I would love for the band to come together again and start posting on Monday's again." I answered, fidgeting my hands.

I hate talking to strangers man. I know they're fans, but I have too much anxiety for this.

"Why don't you guys do separate recordings of a song you guys wanna do and then post it to your social media?"

That's actually pretty smart.

"I'll have to talk to them about that."

"Alright. We'll let you and your boyfriend get back to the playing. Thank you for the pictures!"