Azalean

Part 1: The Concert

It was happening. The tickets were sold a while ago. It's all happening so fast. An azalean meet and great! I'm honestly scared as hell to see my fans. This scared train of thought was interrupted by, "Hey, sexy." I turned to see Nick, with a small box in his hand. I smiled. He handed the box to me. "Nick if this is some sort of sexual gift I swear to god. I have a concert soon." He seemed amused and hurt at the same time. "Just open it, drama queen." I giggled. When I opened the box, I saw a ring. "Nick.." I couldn't believe he was doing this before the concert. On top of that, I was under a lot of doubts since the whole "NICK YOUNG CHEATING ON IGGY AZALEA," article. I stared with a blank expression. "Amethyst," he started. "You know I don't like to be called that." Jelli jumped up on my lap and barked for food. This was the escape. I ran to get the food as Nick spoke behind me. "Fine. Iggy, I can't believe this. You always talk about wanting to get married. I thought is was what you wanted. This was what we planned. We've been together for over a year. What are we waiting for." I was annoyed. "Nick you're an ass for springing this on me. I'm sorry if I'm a little shocked, OKAY? It just frustrates me that you have to do this right before this concert. It means so much to me and you fucking know that." Nick stormed out of the room, and slammed the door. I began packing.
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I stood backstage as they crowded around me doing my makeup. Ale, my best friend, began to gripe about how she warned me about Nick. I went to do the Meet and Greets, which were a simple handshake. I took pictures, trying to keep myself from falling apart about maybe losing Nick. Then, one fan came in line. He had curly, dark hair and brown eyes. When I looked at him I forgot about Nick. Stop that, Iggy. You can do this, I thought. I wasn't going to even have any thoughts about someone besides Nick. It was wrong. For the picture, I did what I always did, wrapped my arm around the man. He was about my age. When my arm was around him, I felt complete. He smiled, and I completely melted. I tried to stay strong, focus. We shook hands, and everything kind of just froze. It felt like no time passed by. I saw him turn to leave, grinning. I felt relief, but something inside me completely broke apart. I was losing this light. "Excuse me." He turned around, big brown eyes glimmering. "I usually don't do this," I said, "but-" I had to think of a lie, quick. I froze, nothing. "Would-would you mind taking another photo," I asked. "I think I blinked." He smiled, obviously a polite gentlemen. He was very quiet, he'd barely spoke a word to me. While I put my arm around him. I slipped my number into his bag. Please dear god let him call.
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After the concert, I waited in the dressing room. I stood, staring at my phone. Nothing. Finally, after 10 minutes, a text. "Hey," it was from a number I did not have. I sent a text telling him where to come and told the security guards to let him pass. My face was read. I felt horrible inside. I loved Nick, what was I doing? I felt like I was on drugs. Everything happened so fast I didn't even think about it. He appeared. This time, he spoke. "Hello." He sounded confused. Before thinking, I shoved him against the wall. My lips gently touched his cheek. They slowly started towards his mouth. He began kissing my neck. Before I knew it we were lying on the ground. He layed on top of me. "Are we really doing this," I exhaled out. No words. He was quiet, like always. "I guess we are." The rest was a blur. What had I just done? Nick proposed and I just had sex with a stranger. Wait, where am I? I blinked a few times. The man was gone. No where. My clothes were gone too. I wrapped myself in a towel. I rubbed my face. Trying to suppress the guilt and pain I felt. I loved Nick. I went the bathroom to find the man probably wondering the same damn thing. He was confused. His eyes red. We were quiet. He kissed my cheek, and left.
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