"We're on in 5!"
I took one last gulp of my half finished red bull and rushed out of the messy dressing room, grabbing my guitar as I ran.
The crowd grew louder and louder with every step, causing butterflies to form in my stomach as the opening music began. This was the ending of our UK tour, meaning there was a lot of pressure on me. When you're performing in a place like London you can't afford to make mistakes. If there's one inch of bad press, all of our careers could be over in a second.
The countdown began. The cheers and mumbles got louder, and the butterflies in my stomach flew faster. We came together for one final group hug, but soon broke apart as our stage director burst through the door, beckoning us on.
And wow, the crowd was massive.
I scanned the row of seats in front of me, seeing thousands of happy faces beaming up at me. As I arrived at my microphone, my eyes immediately locked onto a girl in the front row.
She had long, thick, jet black hair, which she had scrunched up on top of her head into some sort of messy bun. She wore a perfectly shaped black dress, and an olive green Parker jacket, that reached her knees. and on her feet were a pair of white stilettos, that she tapped to the beat of Ashton's drums. And on her face, she wore the biggest smile.
And damn, she was beautiful.
Authors notes:
right guys i know its pretty awful but but this is my first time writing a fan fiction so just bare with me I PROMISE IT GETS BETTER GUYSSS
um so yeah hi my name is Flora and i have a fan account on instagram which currently has 4.1k and it's called @hi_or_hey_productions so you can follow me if you feel like it
i dont know what else to say really bc im not sure what im doing whoops
