Lost Hearts.

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  • Dedicated to Mrs Wilde, my lovely english teacher!
                                        

This is a slash fanfic about Fearless Vampire Killers pairing Kier Kemp with Laurence Beveridge as well as Cyrus Barrone with Drew Woolnough. It's my first attempt at writting a fanfic, so I'll do my best!

Kiers P.O.V:

The crowd jumped and crushed towards Laurence, vying for his attention as he reached across them. He held his hand just out of their reach, teasingly recoiling whenever anyone came near. I grinned and playing the final chords of Fetish For The Finite. Laurence walked back to the middle of the stage and called out to the crowd. "Good evening Southampton! How are my Lost Hearts tonight?" His question was met with screams from our army of "Lost Hearts".

"Right, this next song's called Exploding Heart Dissorder!"

I launched into the opening notes, my eyes locked on Laurence as he ran around the stage. He turned around and saw me staring, then slowly walked towards me, never breaking eye contact. I felt my heart beat speed up and it was all I could do not to skip towards him. I knew what was coming, it seemed to happen at most shows now and it was what I looked forwards to most. More than the adrenaline and energy that comes from performing and more even than meeting fans who tell us about the posative impact that our music has on their lives. This is the moment I look forwards to.

Laurence is in front of me now and he has a flirty smile decorating his beautiful face. I know I shouldn't feel this way, but considering the way he encourages this behaviour it's hardly supprising. I don't even feel ashamed about my feelings anymore, I blame Laurence entierly. He reaches out and traces his finger tips down the side of my face, causing the crowd to scream the way they always do when we have our "Keveridge" moments. I turn my head and brush my lips against his soft palm. Laurence moves closer still and teasingly kisses my cheek, then trailing kisses down to my lips. His lips taste like cherry lip balm, I open my mouth slightly so th I can taste more of him.

I feel someone tapping on my shoulder and open my eyes to see Drew, with a strange look on his face, something between amusment and annoyance. That was when I realised how long we'd been kissing. I had stopped playing the guitar and Laurence had been unable to sing due to having my lips attached to his.

"Sorry guys! Sometimes Kier and I get a little, erhem... carried away!" Laurence called out to everyone, was he honestly trying to pull it off as a joke? Surely anyone would be able to tell that te kiss had meant something more than pleasing the crowd? It had meant somethimg, hadn't it?

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