Anime one shots [Finished]

America x reader (pt2)

I thought I'd make a part two for the last one!

Previously:
"Meet me backstage" they spoke. You unconsciously nodded and went for backstage.

Now:
Waiting in the middling of the growing line for backstage, you start peeking over people trying to find Alfred. The line moves a few spaces, "Ugh...this'll take awhile." You pulled out your phone, going to text your friends.

*

Two people in front of me keeping me from getting backstage. You thought. The two fans went through the velvet rope, giggling to each other.

"Pass." The guard at the rope held out a hand. Oh shit. "I- um, see I don't have one, but I could pay-" "No pass, no entry. Please move aside so others can pass-" "But sir!" "Ma'am, you are going to have to move."

"Make me you fashionably challenged grape!" You smirked. A+ insults

The man called security to remove you from the line.

The man in a yellow shirt took ahold of your arm and forcibly pulling you away. You jerk your arm back and planted your feet. "I'm staying and will get inside." Looking at the velvet rope, you smirked at the man.

"Catch me, sucker!" You shouted, jumping the tops and running into backstage. Security chasing after you, calling other to block off any escapes.

*

Hiding in the changing rooms, you held in your breath as feet passed by. Oshiete.... You exhaled when they sound of feet thumping disappeared.

"Okay...so I'm probably gonna go to jail for this...but he look he gave me..." You whispered to yourself, not noticing the curtains being opened.

"Uhh.." Your head snapped up and both of you stared- eyes locked. "Uhh... Hello..?" You spoke, unsure whether to run or stay put.

"Hi..." Yao looked unsure whether to get security or the rest of the band. "Hey, Yao do you have my-" Arthur came up behind him and looked at you.

"Who's she?" He pointed to you. "I don't know, she was in before I was."

"Should we call security?" You eyes frightened in fear, you shook your head and waved your hands. "No, no, no!"

They have you a questioning look, "Why?" "Look, in the crowd your lead singer locked eyes with me and I don't know! It was like he was telling me to come see him backstage."

"And how can we trust you?" You looked at them with a loss of words. You put your head down knowing you can't back up your statement.

"What's all the fuss, dudes?" You sniffle softly at the voice, coming into the conversation.

"This girl said that you told her to come back stage with your eyes." Yao shrugged.

Alfred walked in and crouched down, tapping your shoulder, "Hey, can I see your face?" You shook your head. "Please? I do remember making eye contact with someone in the crowd."

You slowly looked up to the man before you, your hair covering your eyes. Alfre tilted his head and moved your hair out of your eyes.