"Can I Keep Her?"

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Could you do one where you're at a ATL concert and you get pulled on stage to sing time bomb. When the song is over Jack grabs you and says 'Alex can I keep her? Please she is so cute can I keep her?' Make it funny & fluffy please, love you x

AN I hope this lives up to what you wanted! I really like this one actually omg it's super cute. Thanks for all your guys' support and love and I'm just really happy that I have people like you to read my things. You're all super nice and when I started this thing I didn't think I'd get nearly enough people to follow, but you did and like omg I'm so happy. So if I can do anything to return the favor, that'd be pretty cool. (random song mention, time to dance everyone) So yeah, the convo is between Jack and Alex, I hope you guys love it as much as I loved writing it xx

Your POV

Another All Time Low concert, the better chance I'm going to have a heart attack. I don't know what it is about those guys, but Jesus Christ they make me undeniably happy. I could watch interviews with them all day long. But I was finally at a concert, and to be honest I was looking forward to this moment for a long time.

I counted down the months, days, hours, minutes, sometimes seconds until this moment. This very moment. I was excited for it to happen, but also disappointed for when it was finished. I loved seeing All Time Low live, but that just meant I'd have to wait again until I get to see them again. Unless somehow I became friends with them which was on my bucket list.

Standing in this line gave me an exhilarating feeling. I wanted to be close to the front so I could finally be chosen to go on the stage for Timebomb. It was another item on my bucket list. I've always wanted to be chosen up to go up there but I've never been so lucky.

The line started to move and my heart rate sped up. This was it. This was the moment I've been looking forward to. My feet moved me to the front door and my nose was hit with a stench of pubescent teens, aftershave, and a hint of alcohol. I couldn't stop myself from smiling. This was really happening, I was going to see them!

After the opening band played, the crowd got so excited that we started to chant for the people we came here for. After about a minute that felt like five, Rian came out. He started tapping on the cymbals as people cheered. Then came out Zack and he was rocking out on the bass. We couldn't contain our excitement and there was more cheering. Jack came out next playing a riff, and Alex followed him out completing the band.

We were out of control and I was pretty sure I contracted some strange disease from the person next to me given how close they were, but I didn't care. My feet were already being stepped on, the smell of sweat was even stronger. But all that didn't matter when I was 20 feet away from my idols.

"How are you guys doing tonight!" Alex called from the front of the stage. I couldn't get over how surreal it felt. Didn't help the fact that Jeff Maker was killin it with the lights. That guy seriously knew what the hell he was doing because I felt like I was in a dream.

The crowd yelled in response and the girls overpowered the guys. There were some guys here but their voices weren't as high as the girls' and they were outnumbered.

Jack came close to the microphone and screamed in response to our screams. We all laughed and Jack gave Alex a happy smile.

"This song's called Weightless, let's see if you know it! Jump!" They kicked it off and we were all rocking out. We sang the parts Alex pointed at us for, and even sang along with him. Jack showed us his nipple a little bit more than what we needed to see. But it was a great show altogether.

Then came the moment we were all waiting for. Well - I was waiting for. I wasn't sure about everyone around us.

"Alright, let's get some people on the stage!" Alex was already sweaty, and Jack was still so excited. Zack was tuning his bass guitar and I could see Rian's leg shaking in anticipation. The crowd cheered at the proposal, and I could see their smiles radiating happiness.

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