KISS Oneshots

#4 Paul Stanley x Reader

"Y/N, you´re twenty-five! It is time you choose someone to marry!", my father yelled at me again, after I turned down another candidate he chose for me. "Dad, only because you´re the mayor of the town doesn´t mean I need to marry one of those rich guys you introduce me to! When I´m marrying someone then out of love and not because of the money he has!", I shouted back at him. He always did things like that. I needed to look and behave perfect at every time, all because he was the mayor and I was his daughter. I had enough from that and stormed off to my room, ignoring his shouts to come back. I closed the door to my room angrily, falling onto my bed. "Why can´t I be normal?", I groaned frustrated, just as my telephone rang.

I sat up and grabbed it. "Hello?", I asked. "Hey Y/N, are you coming to the party tonight?", my best friend Sara asked excited. I sighed. "Sorry Sara, I had a fight with dad again and he won´t let the bodyguards leave me alone.", I said and she sighed on the other end. "Oh, ok. But couldn´t you just climb out the window?", she asked and I thought about it. "Maybe I could. You know what? No one is going to keep me from my best friend on her birthday!", I said and she laughed. "Thats the Y/N I know! Oh, and wear something nice, we´ve got some cute guys from an upcoming band here tonight.", she said and I chuckled. "Sure. See you later then.", I told her and she hung up.  Then I searched through my closet for something to wear.

In the late afternoon, I started getting ready. After grabbing my purse, my shoes and Sara's birthdaypresent I walked to the window, looking outside. It seemed like no one was there to see me, so I opened it and started climbing outside, jumping down the last few meters. Just as I thought I could go without getting caught, someond cleared their throat behind me. I sighed and turned around, seeing Kyle, my personal bodyguard standing in front of me with crossed arms.

"Miss Y/N, where are you going? Your father doesn't want you leaving that late.", he asked and I smiled. "Kyle! You scared me for a moment. Look, it's Sara's birthday and I really need to go. Please don't tell dad!", I begged him and after a moment he sighed. "Someday I'm going to get fired because of you. Go, I didn't see anything.", he said and I smiled. "Thanks Kyle, you're the best!", I whispered, hurrying to the frontgate and to Sara's house.

Finally arriving at Sara's I could already hear music from the inside.  I walked in smiling and as soon as Sara saw me, she ran towards me, wrapping me in a tight hug. "Y/N, you made it!", she exclaimed happily. "Sure, I mean it´s your birthday. I wouldn´t miss that.", I said, handing her the present. "Happy birthday Sara.", I said and she smiled. "Thanks Y/N. Now come, lets get a drink and listen to the band. Let me tell you, those four guys are hot.", she said, making me chuckle. After getting a drink we walked outside into the garden, where the band already played. "Wow, they really sound good. Are they wearing make up?", I asked, looking at the four men closer. "Yes and no one saw them without it. Pretty mysterious right?", she asked with a smirk. I laughed. "Yeah, but I think it suits them.", I said, looking at the band again.

I couldn´t stop looking at them, as they jumped and danced around the stage while playing their hearts out. I was fascinated by them, their music was something new to me. But I liked it. And then the leadsinger made eye contact with me. For a moment we just stared at each other and then a smirk graced his lips. He looked me up and down and winked at me, before going on with the show. A slight blush formed on my cheeks and I kept looking at him. His hair flew to all sides as he played his guitar with everything he had, making eye contact with me from time to time. "Did you listen to me Y/N?", Sara suddenly asked, waving a hand in front of my face.

"What?", I asked confused, looking away from the stage and to Sara. "Someone caught your eye?", she asked smirking. "Maybe..", I answered, smirking back at her. "Which one of the four is it? The drummer who goes by Catman, the leadguitarist who goes by Spaceman, the bass player who goes by Demon or the leadsinger who goes by Starchild? I have the hots for the Demon, I tell you!", she said, looking at him dreamily. "He´s not my type, I´m more interested in Starchild. Do you know their real names?", I ask her and she shook her head no. "Sadly not, but I would die to know.", she said and we both laughed. Those were the kinds of moments I really enjoyed. No one there who constantly reminded me to look and behave perfect, to always smile even when I´m sad. Just me having fun with a friend and being myself.