Her Song (Montgomery Gator x Fem! Reader)

~Lust for Life~

'Take off, take off, take off all your clothes..'

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Your performance concluded, the crow cheered as you bowed and waved, this was a feeling you could definitely get use to.

"Ladies and Gentleman, (y/n) (l/n)! Amazing isn't she? Be sure to greet her! And come back for her next performance in one hour!"

The intercom clicked off as you stepped off the stage, immediately getting bombarded with loads of children and parents. "You sound so incredible miss!" One little girl tugged at you.

"We absolutely loved it!" A parent conformed. You said your hellos and thank yous, evening signing a few things, which flattered you. "It's a pleasure to perform for you all! I'll be back soon!" You waved with a smile, heading off to get something to eat.

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"I expected you to be good...but, that was just breathtaking.." Zayn admitted with a blush, handing you your nachos. "Um, thanks.." your pinks went pink, digging into your food like a starved animal.

He chuckled lightly, stepping away to continue working. As soon as you started, you quickly finished eating, feeling full and rather curious.

You still had awhile to explore the plex, to which you took advantage of. You wandered around, getting stopped by people numerous times.

Suddenly you slammed into a rather hard chest, nearly losing your balance. A strong arm quickly wrapped around you, steadying you on your feet. "H-hello..." you looked up, red eyes piercing at you through a pair of shades.

"Um, hi..." you shyly waved, his arm still around your waist firmly. "Oh! Sorry..." he quickly pulled away, running a hand through his red Mohawk nervously.

The gator was easily recognizable, his name and face being practically everywhere you turned, along with the others. "Montgomery..right?" You smiled sweetly. He stiffened, hearing his name leave your sweet lips almost made him short circuit.

"Y-yes..but just call me, Monty.." he chuckled lowly, sending shivers down your spine. "And you're..(y/n). Right?" He questioned, stepping a tad bit closer to you. "Yea! T-thats me.." you rubbed your arm nervously, his robotic eyes scanning over you.

Being in your presence was making him nervous, he didn't expect to meet you so soon and suddenly. "Well, you sounded beautiful.." Monty whispered, breaking the awkward silence. Your face heated up, turning a rosy red.

"T-thank you..um, that means a lot.." you stared up at him, making eye contact for a few moments. Were these robots meant to be so...talkative? Well, they were made for entertainment after all..that's it. "(Y/n)!" You turned around, spotting Zayn running up to you.

Monty clenched his fist, teeth bearing slightly as Zayn grabbed your hand. "Your next performance is starting soon, come on!" He dragged you away from the gator, you looked back just in time to wave goodbye as you were whisked away.

The animatronic gator huffed, adjusting his shades and leather jacket. "Stupid, little-" he stepped forward, feeling something under his foot. "Hm?" He bent down, picking up the small object. It was something he was familiar with, but never used himself ever since he got bigger claws.

"A guitar pick.." he mumbled to himself, it was (f/c) in color. Was it yours? He should return it! But, you were already performing...that sweet voice once again rang in his ears.

"The world is mine, there's nobody here..just us together."

Monty stuffed the pick into his leather jeans pocket, determined to keep it safe until he couldn't properly return it.

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You searched around the floors frantically, already losing hope of ever finding your special pick. It was something your father had given you, right before he passed.

"Goddamnit.." you sighed, figuring a kid probably picked it up already, or it was trashed by now. "Hello, again.." a familiar voice approached you from behind, making you spin around.

"Oh..hi, Monty." You smiled weakily, watching as he removed his shades. You could now see his features more clearly, loving how gentle, yet very intimidating he looked. "I think you lost this.." he chuckled, reaching into his pocket and removing your pick.

You gasped, grabbing it quickly. "Oh my god! Thank you so much Monty, this thing means the world to me, I can never thank you enough.." you securely put the pick away, looking back up into his bright eyes.

He kneeled down, being directly at your height now. "No need for a thanks.." he chuckled, placing a large, cold hand on your cheek gently. Your breath hitched, watching as his face got closer.

"Just keep singing for me.."

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