The Rockstar's Daughter- COMPLETE

meet and greet melee

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I know it's probably too soon to know, but, after being locked on this bus 24/7 with Noah... I think I'm in love.

Like... that heart-stopping, stomach-dropping, tingly-feels-whenever-he's-around type of love.

The tour's gonna be over in two weeks and I have no idea what that means for us, but I do know that whatever this is... I don't want it to end.

I was already hanging out in the lounge area where the guys were having tonight's meet & greet and as the doors opened letting in the VIP fans, I sunk back against a back wall like I usually did.

Meet & greets were a great way for the boys to connect with their fans, and I didn't wanna be a bother or pull any attention from the band, so I'd usually just hang out in the back until the guys performed their acoustic set.

It was a normal day like any other, the crowd had just begun to flock in, taking seats near the smaller practice stage where the band would be performing.

I was scrolling on my phone, not really paying attention to anything around me, when a voice I never thought I'd hear again boomed out near me.

"Sades. It's - it's you."

Looking up to see those seafoam green eyes that used to have me bewildered honestly caught me off guard.

Knowing I'd be in the same city as Alex was one thing; being in the same room was a completely different situation.

"What are you doing here, Alex?"

My eyes darted towards the stage, and I inwardly groaned, noticing all the boys too busy greeting their fans.

"I missed you."

Alex took a step forward and I rolled my eyes, avoiding his touch as he reached out to caress my arm. Ignoring the way I basically hopped away from him, he continued his little spiel.

"When I found out your brother was on tour and was gonna be out here, I knew this might be my only shot. I needed to get my message to you. But, now that you're here... I can give it to you myself."

"Alex I don't want any--"

I was yanked in suddenly, my face crashing into Alex's in a sloppy, forced kiss that made me want to hurl. I tried prying myself away, but my struggles were in vain as Alex wrapped his arms around me, pulling me flush against his body.

I was finally able to free myself from his hold, leaving a giant red handprint across his face when I slapped him while stepping away.

Alex was slammed against the nearest wall a moment later, and instead of it being a large security guard like I thought it'd be, it was Noah, his tattooed hands gripping the collar on Alex's shirt.

A few members in the crowd had turned to see why Noah charged across the room and before anyone could pull their phones out to capture the scene, event workers were ushering everyone out of the room.

As the room cleared of all the fans, Noah continued banging the back of Alex's head against the concrete wall, ignoring the yells and screams coming from all of the crew members.

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