The House!

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(Criss's PoV)

It was like every other loud and hectic day, I was getting ready to do my final wild and crazy show for the evening, when my friend and assistant manager David Barame came out from the back room and asked me to try and not destroy the stage this time with my pyro blasts and fires because he was tired of having to explain it to the casino owners about the cleanup bills every other week. I snickered at him as I told him I couldn't pull off my performances successfully without my fiery performance blasts, and that if the casino owner was getting that irate about it that he could come to me about it and I would gladly tell him off for him. David shook his head as he walked out of the room laughing at my utter silliness about the subject.

After he left I quickly got dressed up and ready for my fiery entrance and explosive performance, not to mention I was on my supernatural high at knowing I was a single man and tonight was the perfect night to find me a lovely maiden from my audience and have my security team collect her for me as soon as I made my choice of who would be the lucky one to entertain me after the show...if they wanted it, but of all the times I did this particular way of getting laid, I was only turned down once, so I was feeling extremely lucky this evening. I just finished putting on my black eyeliner when I heard the opening music for my act to begin, I took a deep breath in as I did a playful boxing step at my cameraman that followed me everywhere and told him I was so pumped up and ready for this shit.

I was behind the curtains awaiting for the huge pyroblast to I could magically appear in the smoke and begin my performance to wow my crowd. As always I had standing ovations several times before, during, and after each little piece of magic I did. It was during the few minutes in between that I sat at the edge of the stage and talked with them about how honored and amazed at how I managed to get such awesome fans to come see me and how much I loved and appreciated them all, that's when I searched thru all the lovely ladies that were in the seats all gazing lovingly at me and not so secretly wanting a piece of me. It wasn't until I slowly did a back flip to get back on my feet when I saw her standing in front of her seat wearing the sexiest dress I'd seen in a while, and of all things she was holding a sign up for me to read, I didn't have the heart to let my fans know I couldn't read things from a distance without wearing my glasses or contact lenses which I totally forgot to put on, so instead of making a jackass out of myself I walked off the stage and into the audience still talking about anything to peak their interest so I could get close enough to see what her sign read.

(Kacie's PoV)

I was so amazed by my old friends performance that I couldn't help but have exotic new feelings for him that I never had before, but then again I was always wrapped up with Klay to ever really know of my feelings for him. So maybe this was a new beginning and a new chance for me, then I looked down and laughed stupidly at myself and told myself that we weren't all poor teenage punks anymore and that he was a famous celebrity, and I was still the poor pathetic nobody I always have been, and friend or not, I would never stand a chance in hell to be with him now. I didn't snap out of the self argument I was having until I realized that Crisstopher was walking closer to me. I tensed up but gave a smile anyways as I continued to hold the little sign toward him so he could read it. The entire time he was looking in my direction off and on, I couldn't help but wonder if maybe he wouldn't remember me at all and that he might have erased his past completely during his rise to fame for his future.

(Criss's PoV)

I finally got close enough to where I could see the damn sign without squinting so hard, but I kept looking under the sign at her legs and sexy thighs, they were actually making my mouth water slightly at how soft and smooth she looked, I so wanted a taste of her...then I slowly moved my gaze toward the sign but again decided to check out her chest and facial features instead for a few minutes, It wasn't until I got about five steps away from where she was standing that I actually decided to read the fucking sign, and as soon as I did I was almost knocked on my ass at what I read, (Big Dog Do You Remember Me?)

Suddenly all my past memories came back to me full throttle and of all my friends that I loved so dearly in my youth, but even after my past moment I couldn't help but continue to stare at her and believe how fucking beautiful she became since the last time I saw her, for of all my old friends, Kacie was the only one that called me Big Dog. I snapped out of the stupor I was in and gave her a wink and smile as I pointed to her, then I ran back on stage and finished my show quickly, but not before telling my security team to keep the one with the sign in the theater because I needed to see her after I got cleaned up.

(Kacie's PoV)

After I watched his final performance and the show was over, I thought maybe I was wrong and he didn't remember me at all, I slowly tossed the sign in the trash and was getting ready to leave the theater, when one of the security guards stopped me and asked me to come with him that I was being called upon. I quickly grabbed my purse and slipped my jacket around my shoulders and followed the large fellow to the back room where I seen the words dressing room inscribed in the door in fancy letters. The guard tapped on the door twice then opened it and had me sit on the red plush sofa and asked me to wait there the he would be out soon, then just as quickly the guard was gone closing and locking up the theater and turning off the lights.

I sat there for a good twenty minutes before I heard some noise coming from the back part of the dressing room. Criss suddenly appeared in front of his huge lighted mirror all cleaned up and fresh out of the shower with black wind pants on with no shirt and just his towel hanging around his neck. He playfully shook his head like a dog getting all the excess water off his hair, and dried it with the towel, as he said he hasn't seen or heard from any of his old friends since he left Long Island when he was 19 years old. After he was dry he tossed the towel in the back and came up to me and plopped on the sofa beside me and gave me a huge hug and told me it was very nice seeing me again. As soon as I heard him say my name I knew he really did remember me, and I was having such an emotional moment that I couldn't stop the tears from falling.