Y/n's little sister is obsessed with the band Tokio hotel. Y/n little sister begs their parents to let her go. But... they make Y/n take her. Y/n is not so happy about her parents decision but continues to go to please her little sister. little does...
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we only have half an hour before the concert starts. I run my fingers through my guitar playing the notes I was about to preform. I look around to see Bill humming the songs we were going to play and walking around in a circle. I see Gustav has his head phones in beating his drumsticks on the side of the couch we have backstage. Georg doing the same as I am his notes sounding different from mine.
After about 30 minutes of now mentally preparing because they took our instruments to set them on stage. our manager comes into the room signaling for us to follow him. The backstage crew starts giving us our head pieces and adjusting our hair and clothes to make us look presentable.
I take one last breath before entering the stage with the band and walk to my guitar. My guitar is were I hold my emotions. It's my escape.
I can hear the crowd roar with screams. I smile and wave before Gustav counts us down to start playing with his drumsticks. As soon as he said three we all playing in sync.
I was focused on my hands making sure I'm playing all the right notes. my fingers gliding across the frets.
I could hear Bills voice ring through the room, Gustav's drums, and Georg's base. All of our talents combined into a band making music for a living and living out our dream. Ive known these boys for as long as I could remember. It feels so surreal to be on stage in front of hundreds of people playing our music for them.
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Were on our last song I start to ease up a bit from my laser focus on my hands and start to observe the room a little more. I notice the big screen zooming in on fans, and us playing but then I saw.
her.
who is she. her soft features on the screen. she was absolutely gorgeous. She was very, captivating. I needed to find her. My eyes start to scan the room as my hands are till playing. I start searching more frantic. I don't know why, I just need to see her.
finally I spot her in the back. her eyes lock with mine for a split second before I see her push through the doors and leave.
no
I need her name or something. I can't let her leave without me seeing or talking to this mysterious girl. I start to panic a little. "fuck it." I need to see this girl. The song was ending anyways. I take my guitar off from around my shoulders and jump the fence. there was a path going down the side to the doors. I practically run down the path. fans sticking out there hands. I high five them while running after her. I finally get to the doors and push through them.
