*The two songs I'm using as written by the reader are "idontwannabeyouanymore" by Billie Eilish and "90 Days" by P!nk. You don't have to listen to them if you don't want to, but they're beautiful songs.*
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"Mike!" you yelled into the phone. You couldn't hear him over the noise of the crowd gathered outside the venue.
"Y/n! I'm gonna text you!" Mike said, but you didn't hear any of it. You didn't realize Mike had even hung up until you felt your phone vibrate in your hand with a text notification.
Drop Dead Fred – Sorry, I don't think you could hear anything I was saying. I'm going to send Colby out to get you.
Y/n – What does he look like?
Drop Dead Fred – Emo Justin Bieber
Drop Dead Fred – He'll meet you around back. There are less people out there.
Y/n – I'm running around now
Seeing the back entrance to the venue, you pushed through as many people as you could to get closer to the door. You saw a young blond dude peek his head out. *He looks too wholesome for Mike to call him emo* you thought, trying to get closer to the door. *That's more like it* you thought, seeing a cute blue haired boy in a Nirvana shirt peek out from above the blond boy. "Colby!" you yelled.
"Y/n?" he yelled, seeing you nod. "Hey guys, let her through!" Colby instructed the wild group of fans.
"Thank God" you sighed, finally making your way through the door. "What the fuck happened? The show doesn't start for like 4 hours." Colby took in your appearance, appreciating your style. *She seems feisty* he thought. *It's cute*.
The blond boy laughed, walking down the hallway. You and Colby followed behind him. "SOMEONE", the blond boy started, "made the dumb decision to snapchat that they were on their way to the venue."
Colby's face turned pink, his eyes on the ground in front of him. "Emo Justin Bieber?" you asked blondie, pointing your thumb at Colby. The blond boy let out a loud laugh.
"Hey!" Colby replied, faking that he was offended. "I resent that."
"Well, resent Mike. That's who he said I was looking for when he sent you to get me." You laughed.
"He told us to look for the female version of him" The blond cut in.
You made a face like you were considering it. "Makes sense. We both look like emo boys." Colby was trying to sneak glances at you. He noticed your lip ring, accentuating the curve of your lips. Your dyed hair making your eyes pop. *You definitely don't look like a boy* he thought to himself, his cheeks turning rosy once more when you almost caught him looking at you.
"I'm Sam, by the way." He turned to walk backwards so he could face you.
"Y/n." you answered, even though Mike told them your name. "So how are you guys famous? I mean, one snapchat and the 7th ring of hell is outside." You laughed.
"YouTube." Colby answered, clearing his throat. *God, her laugh is adorable* he thought. He was kind of happy she didn't know who they were. It's refreshing to meet someone and start with a clean slate. No ulterior motives. "How do you know Mike?" he asked.
"We met through a music buddy. He wanted a girl to sing on this song he was working on last year and we just hit it off." You explained. "So, if you're his YouTube friends, you must know Jake."
"You know Jake?" Sam asked.
"Yeah, met him right after I met Mike." You answered.
"Dude, we've known Jake for years. We used to make Vines back in the day before any of us moved to California." Colby said.
