A/N: I'm putting my apple music library on shuffle and whatever comes on is the chapter title. So if its bad you can't blame me!!!! Listen to Paparazzi by Lady Gaga while you read. o((*^▽^*))o
MAX POV:
I looked around at all the annoying screaming fangirls in the crowd. None of them deserved him. They were all fake bitches with push up bras and hot roots. I bet they didn't even know his middle name. Like I did. I knew everything about him.
I watched him up on the stage, memorizing his face. He has nine piercings. One is an onyx black septum piercing with spikes and one in his eyebrow. There are two hoop piercings in his lower lip that he nibbles on when he is nervous. Then he has three hoops in each ear and a belly button ring that I know about because I follow him on Insta. He always wears his same sexy, tough leather jacket.
FANG POV:
I looked out into the crowd at all of my fans. I was sweaty and my black hair stuck to my forehead, my guyliner dripped into my eyes and stung really bad. I wiped it off and tons of girl screamed my name. "FANG~!" Tch. How annoying. I focused back on playing my electric guitar, which was purple with black stripes, and sang into the mic while my bandmates Iggy and Maya played drums and bass. That's when I looked in the crowd and saw a girl who looked like she wasn't paying attention to our set at all.She had long brown hair that looked effortlessly curly and voluminous. She had a resting bitch face that only told me she was the coolest girl there. Not to mention her tight tank top and red and black flannel tied around her waist with ripped jeans that were worn at the cuffs above her black combat boots. She wasn't screaming my name like the other girls. Her arms were crossed tightly across her chest and pursed lips. I think she was wearing lipgloss because her lips shine cutely.
MAX POV:
Suddenly, my heart stopped... I noticed Fang, the lead singer, staring at me... At my... lips?! No way!! I turned red and my eyes widened as I gazed into his dark purple ones with my brown ones.
I could feel his piercing cold gaze bore into the depths of my soul. It was like we had known each other our whole lives. Then.... His expressionless face suddenly twisted into a sly smirk. I thought I might faint but I was too cool and strong for that and he needed to know that. So I just looked away haughtily and walked away, disappearing into the crowd. I went and bought a coke at the vending machine outside for $3, which was way too expensive for a bottle of coke.
FANG POV:
"Huh??"-END OF CHAPTER-
A/N: IF U DON'T LIKE THE PLOT DON'T BLAME ME BLAME ITUNES SHUFFLE. I love Fax hope u do too (。>‿‿<。 )! I have been wanting to write a fax fic for a very long time. So I hope you guys really like it!!! Please comment and vote!!
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