Mr. Grey aka Mr. Perry

Chapter One

Have fun guys! I know Tony will ;)
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I was in Florida for the second time in my life, about to interview Pierce the Veil with my camera crew from sunny side England. I was never a massive rock band fan but Pierce the Veil was different. They were lyrically interesting and had a way of making millions of people around the world feel important and wanted.
I was walking over to the four men as they laughed to each other. I walked a little slowly, catching the famous Tony Perry's eye. His eyes wandered all over my body and I could barely contain my feelings as my cheeks were burning up like a heated rash.
While holding this eye contact, I felt a tightness around the skin of my ankle and tripped over a wire from my own cameras, falling straight into Tony's arms. It was like falling flat on a canvas. Rock solid with detailed ink everywhere and all too much for me to handle in one take. He chuckled, pulling me up with such ease.
"I am so so sorry." I said nervously, walking back.
"It's perfectly fine Mrs...?" He said, hinting for my second name.
Perry I whispered in my mind. Yes, I was one of those girls who is hooked instantly and obsesses over beautiful specimens of the opposite sex.
"Piper." I said. From the way Tony's lips had instantly curved, I could sense his interests in my thick British accent.
"Mrs. Piper." He smiled and nodded slightly as if to approve of me.
"It's actually just miss..." I corrected him shakily, licking my bottom lip which caused Mr. Perry to smirk.
"Shame." Tony said, making full eye contact with me. Mike cleared his throat, interrupting the embarrassingly intense moment between us.
"So um, are you ready to film?" Josh, my first camera man asked and I nodded.
Josh counted down from three and I naturally began talking in an up-beat tone.

"Hey guys it's Lorie here and I am here with Pierce the veil. How are you guys today?" I asked, pointing the microphone between the guys.
"Good good" they all replied amongst themselves, nodding.
"So I heard you guys are having fun here in Florida-" They all laughed before I could finish my question but also gave me a good opportunity to sneak a story and hope the interview will be more entertaining. "That laugh tells me that something's going on there. Come on, the viewers want to know." I laughed with them, pointing to the camera with my question papers on my hand. I was holding on to them tight, making sure I didn't embarrass myself any further by dropping them. Vic cleared his throat which gave me an indication to point the mic at him.
"Alright so, we went to a pub in South Florida the other night and um, the drinks that they did in there were just so high in percentage..." Vic explained.
"Right." I nodded, confirming that I really wanted to know what happened to keep the conversation going.
"And we were all a bit tipsy, especially Mike and he broke into a lawn mower. Not like a normal one that you push around I mean like a huge, rideable, red massive lawn mower. It was just crazy." Vic explained, causing everyone to laugh.
"Did you like, get caught by police or-" I asked.
"Yeah, there was this like, angry farmer in his budgie smugglers that came out of his little cottage and like practically tried to shoot us." Hime answered. I laughed uncontrollably with the men standing next to me. The whole time Tony was keeping his eyes on me, gently examining every part of me. I knew time was running out and there were still a few more questions to ask, but with Mr. Perry keeping a close eye on me, I can't help but feel a ridiculous amount of attention. Almost as if he was my teacher.
"We have a few questions that most fans will want to know the answers of...who is the most emotional?" I asked.
"Vic!" Tony, Mike and Jaime shouted.
"What? Why?!" He whined.
"You cry when I take your food." Mike states.
"Wouldn't anyone?" Vic asked and I laughed.
"Yeah I'm sure I'd cry if someone took something from me." I said, continuing to laugh.
"Even your virginity?" Tony asked while everyone was laughing so only him and I could hear. My cheeks must've turned cherry but all I could do was cough awkwardly and look back at my question sheet.
"Um...who's the most f-flirtatious?" I asked, shuffling about on the spot, continuously looking between Tony and my question sheet.
"Me." Mike admitted.
"Really?" I asked, looking a Tony quickly, thinking it would most likely be him.
"Yeah definitely Michael is the most flirtatious. I'm surprised he hasn't hit on you yet." Hime chuckled.
"Haha, and final question because you guys are due on stage soon, what advice would you give to people trying to be like you?" I asked and Vic answered for all of them,
"Be yourself, everyone else is taken." He concluded.
"Okay thank you Pierce the Veil, that's a wrap." And the camera went off. I passed Jason, our second camera man my microphone. Jason made sure everything was running smoothly. Sometimes he would even say that smooth was his middle name but that kind of charm never worked on me. I was always caught up in work to even know how to be treated like a lady.
Mike, Jaime and Vic walked off while Jason and Josh went back to our trailer and I was left alone...with Tony.
"You should interview us again sometime. At least I get to see you again that way." Tony suggested to me. I looked up at his tall frame, the sun bursting against his back almost like a god.
"It would be a pleasure." I replied, shielding the sun from my eyes with my hand.
"I could make it a pleasure that you'll never forget." He said, putting his hand against a wall that I was leaning on, almost trapping me, leaning closer to my smaller frame.
"Unfortunately for you Mr. Perry, you're way out of my league and I am nothing more but a girl with a microphone." I said, avoiding eye contact to obtain my dignity and not fall into his trap. For a long time I had known of Tony Perry as an egotistically arrogant man with many desires and is one man I would try to avoid in my love life.
"You're not just a girl with a microphone." He said, his breath against my face and open chest from the vest I was wearing. "You're a lady...almost my lady...with a camera crew and an interviewing career about to really take off. Don't degrade yourself. I know you know you're beautiful." He whispered, kissing my cheek. "Take my number, I'll take you for a coffee, and we can talk...privately." Tony said, handing me a piece of paper. The number was already on the paper and I couldn't help but think this was all part of a plan to get me into bed with him.
"Well?" He asked, growing more and more impatient with every second I stood there in silence. I bit my lip and inhaled...
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~A;D;D