Summary: the photographers on the red carpet do not want you in the photos
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"Are you ready love?"
"Yes, I am. We can get out." Mick answers in a disguised voice for you.
Despite being so excited you have to laugh. Today is the first time you walk the red carpet with your boyfriend and his band. Right now you are sitting squeezed between Corey and Mick in a car.
The other band members are in a car in front and behind you.
Corey looks at Mick with a 'are you kidding me' look. "Yeah I guess so." You say with a smile and put your hand on Corey's leg. He puts his on yours and holds it tight.
"See. I knew it." Says Mick, looking offended out the darkened car window on his side.
"Ok. Let's put on our masks now.... Do you want to give me a kiss first? You can't do that all night then." Corey tries to persuade you.
"Corey, I know your mask. Your mouth stays open all the time. I'd better give Mick a kiss. His mouth is hidden under the mask." You say and turn your head to Mick.
He blushes slightly. You turn your head back to Corey. He immediately takes your face in his hands and kisses you possessively. You separate from each other. His hands continue to rest on your cheeks. "You don't do that." He says and then looks at Mick with a nasty look: "She's mine. Only mine."
Mick rolls his eyes. He would never try to separate you from Corey. You help him through hard times and besides, he thinks you make a cute couple.
"Babe, you can still get kisses from me later." You say, lifting your hand and stroking his cheek with your thumb.
"Guys, are you going to spend the whole evening here exchanging your caresses or are we finally going to get out of here?" Mick tries to close his mask at the back of his head.
"Yeah, yeah, all right." Corey says and lifts his mask to his face. You love his mask. It just makes him even more attractive than he already is.
When he closes it on the back of his head, he smiles at you again. Then he looks at Mick to see if he really has his mask on and opens the door. At the same time Mick opens the door on his side and gets out. He closes it behind him and comes walking around the car. The screams of the fans immediately got louder as they got out.
You slide from the middle towards the open door that Corey holds open for you. To help you out of the car, he holds out his hand. You grasp it gratefully.
You get out of the car and adjust your dark gray dress that fits tightly to your body. Photos are taken. The bright lights blind you.
You reach for Corey's hand again. In front of you is a wide staircase where the rounds are blocked off. Fans and photographers are standing there.
Mick, who is standing next to you, looks briefly at the fans and waves to them. The roar gets louder. You start to climb the stairs. Since your dress is hanging on the floor at the back, Corey grabs it and lifts it. Mick does the same.
When you are halfway up the stairs you stop. Corey puts his arm around your waist and pulls you to him. Mick stands next to you.
"Here Corey!" "Mick!" "Smile please!" is shouted at you by the photographers.
You put your head on Corey's shoulder. A few photos are taken of it until you feel something on your own shoulder. You turn your head to the side.
Mick has put his head on your shoulder. You start laughing heartily and put your head on Corey's shoulder again.
