That Would Be A First

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I got my arm bandaged by a member of the crew I didn't recognise. Apparently it wasn't broken, just a fracture. I'd texted Dan, letting him know I was fine and he would be let backstage. I was just finishing getting a bandage round my wrist when the guys came backstage. My heart started to pound in my chest. Even though I'd nearly broken my wrist I was still fangirling on the inside at the fact I was backstage with my favourite band. 

''How are you?'' Hayley asked sweetly, my throat closed up, I cleared is desperately.

''Better, it's not broken or anything'' I said

'That's good'' Taylor chipped in ''how did you end up on the floor anyway?'' 

''Got pushed around for a while, then I tripped and fell, no one pulled me up so I got stood on a couple of times'' I shrugged

''Ouch'' Jeremy said ''Usually the crowds are so nice''

''I don't think anyone noticed me until I was pointed out'' I said, not wanting the people in the crowd to seem like the bad guys. There was a knock on the door and they all turned to see security walk in, Dan and Phil standing behind them. 

''They're with you?'' he asked me, I nodded silently and he walked away. I stood up and Dan half ran over to me.

''Geez Ronnie'' he said grabbing me into a hug ''You scared the shit out of me''

I laughed into his chest ''Chill, I'm fine''

Dan thanked the guys-

Yeah, I'm referring to Paramorw as the guys, SUCK IT.

-I got a fuck load of autographs and pictures so I was fine. Dan took my good hand and we headed home. My head was utterly spinning. Tonight had seemed like a dream.

When we got back to the apartment I was genuinely tired for once, Phil was completely wiped out and went to bed as soon as we got home. I sat on my stomach on Dan's bed with him. We'd got into our pyjamas and were sitting, eating popcorn, just generally fucking around on the Internet. Dan started scrolling through his mentions on twitter, I laughed as they were all asking who I was, he's posted the picture of me in the line. There was a general phandom shitstorm brewing right now.

''Should we tell them?'' Dan asked

''Tell them what?''

''That we're yanno, together?'' he asked, I grinned and felt my cheeks flush. I blushed so much around him, he had that effect on me.

''If you want to'' I said, smiling at him ''They're your fans, not mine'' He leaned over and pressed his lips to mine for a minute. 

''Let's just let them make their own assumptions'' he smirked, pulling out his phone to take a picture of us. He pointed it at us and I stuck my tongue out at it, he pulled a stupid face and took it. I could stand stupid pictures but ones where I had to smile sucked, even though I was great at fake smiling. I laughed at it, Dan doing a great earthworm impression and me looking like a twat. He attached it to a tweet and typed out:

hanging with the lovely @RonnieFromMars... We're not insane, I swear. I giggled and he pressed tweet.

''I'm kinda tired'' Dan stated, I nodded solemnly. ''I promise I won't fall asleep unless you do'' I gave him a poke in the chest and he grinned his melting grin and  leaned over to kiss me. This kiss was different though, it was deeper and filled with lust. I pulled back after I minute, gasping for air. He smirked, seeming pleased with his work and curled under the covers. Visibly pouting, I followed. I slipped in beside him and he flicked of the lights in the room. I could just about see his eyes blinking across at me. I felt an arm go around my waist and I curled up against his chest. It was probably creepy, but he smelled amazing. I closed my eyes, just listening to his heart beat out a steady pattern.

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