𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐁𝐈𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐒 | 𝑇𝑜𝑚 𝐾𝑎𝑢𝑙𝑖𝑡𝑧

𝒕𝒘𝒐

Melanie POV:

"I'm going to shit myself Mel!" I laugh turning to Kim excitedly grabbing my arm. We decided to take a cab there since we are going clubbing later and won't be able to drive back anyways. I ended up asking a little about the band and she told me that they just ended their tour and this is there last location and that they are living here now.

We finally pull up to a big and I mean BIG venue. My jaw drops to the floor just looking at all the people standing outside.

We get out and start to walk in and as we are walking in we see multiple girls and guys checking us out, making us smile.

Kim grabs my hand and guides me through the crowd of people and before I know it we are right in the front, I turn to Kim who is already smiling at me.

Screams are going throughout the entire place while everyone is waiting for this oh so amazing band! I just want to go clubbing already.

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Tom POV:

"Why do I still get nervous every concert!!" I laugh looking up at bill pacing the room. "Probably because we are in the dressing room and can still hear all the screaming" he glared at me before going back to pacing.

"Boys you're on in 10" we all nod and get up to leave. We get all ready and are standing near the curtain. I decide to take a peek just to see everyone. As my eyes are scanning around the room they stop on one person.

Holy shit. It's her. She's here.

Standing in the front was the girl I met last night, she looks annoyed and next to her is a girl holding onto her arm, she must've been dragged here by a friend. I can't wait to see her face when she realizes it's me, I wonder if she's going to change her mind on the way she acted. "Tom it's time!" I get snapped out of my thoughts by bill grabbing my arm.

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Melanie POV:

All the lights turn off meaning the concert is starting, screams fill the room including Kim also bursting my eardrums. As I'm thinking about how I'm never going to be able to hear again music starts. I turn to the stage to see the band Kim has talked on and on about nonstop.

In the middle is a guy with black and some white dreads and black eyeshadow covering his eyes and next to him is a guy with long brown hair and in the back is a guy with short blonde hair and glasses and then on the other side next to him is a man with black cornrows and-

Wait.

No fucking way.

It's him.

The guy from last night. He's the guitarist of the fucking band. This is why he asks if I knew who he was, this makes so much more sense.

As I'm thinking of all this he looks right at me and smirks. No matter how famous this dude is I don't like him. Kim told me about how the guitarist of this band always had a different girl everyday so he just disgusts me more now.

I look away immediately avoiding his stare.

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