The Vamps Imagines and Preferences

Drummer (Tristan)

There was this musical performance/competition thing and you had decided to take part. You're a really good drummer for a girl and you wanted to take this opportunity to show others what you can do and hopefully bring back cash prices. Your mom was taking you there and you were really excited. You got down and up there on stage was a really cool drumkit. You were holding your lucky drumsticks which was this really bright turquoise coloured ones with a few autographs on it signed by celebrities.
You were waiting backstage for your turn. The man told you you were up next so you went up and took a seat on the stool and started. You were rocking the place and everyone clapped for you. You were really happy. You were currently sitting on the grass backstage talking to a few friends you just met when someone walked up to you. It was a boy around 6 ft tall and he was holding his bright orangy red-ish kinda coloured drumsticks.
"Hey, you were really good up there! I'm Tristan." he introduced. He was oddly familiar. VERY FAMILIAR. You got up and brushed off the dirt on your skinny jeans.

"Thanks! I'm y/n!" you said extending your hand out for him to shake. He gladly shook it before writing something down on your palm and asked to borrow your drumsticks. You were confused but gave him your drumsticks anyway. He gave them back and walked away after saying bye. You looked at your palm and drumsticks only to find his number and name on your palm followed by the words 'The Vamps drummer, Tristan Evans' you gasped and looked at your drumsticks only to find his autograph there.