You Love Somebody

38 (Anna)

Eddie started singing, and her heart was beating so fast in her chest, she feared it might try to pop out. The visuals on the big screen changed, and showed pictures of her between the regular animations and shots of Eddie on stage. She recognised the photos of her; Roy had taken them. They were really beautiful, and she hardly recognised herself. She felt overwhelmed and teared up. A couple of fans behind her offered her a tissue, and she thanked them kindly. One of the fans took her hand, and another put a hand on her shoulder, while she tried to get herself back under control. 

Eddie's focus was mainly on her all the way through the song. It was such a grand gesture for him, and she was grateful for it, but at the same time she hoped that he didn't think she expected him to do it. But when he stood there, looked directly at her and smiled that gorgeous, dimpled smile of his, nothing else really mattered.  She loved him so much, and what he was doing at that moment proved how much he loved her too. She wasn't his latest conquest. She was the woman he was willing to talk about in front of 10.000 people.

Roy passed by and hugged her. She sniffled into his shoulder, and laughed as he stroked her cheek. A tear ran down her cheek and another fan offered her a tissue. She chuckled and dried her eyes as Eddie finished singing. She blew him a kiss and patted her heart, he mirrored her. 

"I need the medic," his voice came through in her earpiece and she hurried backstage. The band was playing, obviously stalling. She ran and when she spotted him, he lit up in a huge, dimpled smile. She ran towards him and jumped up, wrapping her legs around his waist and pressing her lips to his. He supported her butt and carried her away with him. 

"Turn off your mic," he ordered. 

She looked at him with a quizzical look, as he switched his off, holding her up with one hand. He crashed his lips back on hers. 

"I lost a bet," he chuckled against her lips and carried her out to the backstage toilet. "I literally have like 5 minutes." 

She wanted to say so much to him, but there wasn't time, she had to wait until later. Instead she focused on getting her pants off, while he tore his own down. It was hurried, frenzied, quick, sweaty and very naughty. There was no time for any sort of foreplay or tenderness, it was the mother of quickies. There wasn't time for her to finish, but he was so turned on by the moment that he did. 

She helped him get his pants back on and fix his hair, as he kissed her wherever he could and apologised for not having more time. 

"Get back out there," she laughed and pushed him. He ran off, but turned and ran back to kiss her one more time. She threw her head back and laughed at him. "Go!" 

She took a deep breath and turned her headset back on, and swung by the changing room and fixed her hair. Then she hurried out front again, and tried to pretend like everything was just as it always was. 

Eddie was bouncing around on stage having a great time. She had to hand it to him, he had the stamina of an athlete. Roy came by and took her photo, and she made a mental note to remind Eddie that that photo was taken moments after he fucked her in a blue, backstage portapotty. She chuckled to herself and Roy leaned closer, looking at her face. 

"Have you had sex?" He asked, studying her cheeks. "You have that glow in your cheeks like a woman who just got..." 

She put her hand over his mouth and shook her head. "Don't say anymore!" 

He laughed and gave her a look of surprise. She rolled her eyes and walked by him. He followed and took pictures of Eddie on the catwalk. Eddie posed for a picture and winked at Anna, before he danced off in the other direction. She shook her head at Roy, who was very amused.