sam fender imagines

Concerts Aren't Always Just Concerts (Request)

Sam Fender x Reader

You stood there during the support act with a bubbling excitement in you. You loved Heidi but you couldn't wait for Sam any longer.

Any other fan would of imagined him as their boyfriend or purely loved their music but you felt an actual connection to Sam, his personality and lyrics. You could picture him in your life, on your balcony with a vinyl playing as you both drank and laughed at three in the morning.

Before you knew it, Sam walked onto stage with his pastel blue fender guitar strapped around his neck. The beat to Will We Talk blasting through the speakers as everyone started screaming, crying and jumping.

You were stood next to the barrier, your feet making you jump and down, you sang the lyrics and enjoyed your beer simply having a great night.

The night progressed, Sam singing his songs with little speeches here and there but constantly making eye contact with you with a little smirk on his face.

Sam's POV

I stood there in front of my fans, playing the intro to one of my songs as I looked into her eyes yet again. Something enticed me to her, I felt connected with her, there was simply just something about her that I needed in my life.

The smile she had on her face, the drink in her hand, her swaying as she danced, her laugh, her singing, it just all appealed to me. She had something different to her than the rest of them. I needed to know more about her.

I sang my lyrics to Getting Started as I looked into her eyes and that was the moment I knew she couldn't just be a fan.

Your POV

The concert came to an end, people leaving the venue but you stayed to throw away your drink and take it all in before leaving.

Just as you were about to head to the door, you felt a hand on your shoulder.

You turned around to be met with those blue eyes that seemed so familiar to you after tonight

"Hey, sorry I don't mean to startle to you pet. I just had to speak to you", his Geordie accent ran through your ears.

"It's fine, I figured you would be on your way to the next venue or at the hotel by now", you said, making conversation as he led you to sit with him on the edge of the stage.

"I should be but I needed to talk to you and get to know your name at least", he explained.

"Y/N, I can't believe I am actually speaking to you right now. I'm not a crazy fan girl, I've just spent a lot of time thinking about a moment like this talking to you as if you are a friend" you explained yourself.

"Well y/n, I'll be honest you seemed different to everyone tonight so I'll let that slide. Me and the boys are actually having a small party in my hotel room and I can't let you go just yet, so what do you say to a few more beers and chats pet?", he asked.

"I'd say I'd love to Fender", you say laughing as you took his hand and jumped down.

Let's just say you that night was your Will We Talk moment but you did talk the next morning and every morning after that for the rest of your life.