*Your p.o.v*
I was walking into the bar that Monday's Mona Lisa was playing at. We're all on first name basis. "Hey y/n" says Austin. I turn around and see him standing there. I walk over a give him a hug. "Hey Austin." I replied. "Ready for tonight's show?" He asked. "Of course! When wouldn't I be?" I asked. He laughed and smiled at me. "Hey, I have to go set up but I'll talk to you after the show, okay?" He asked. "Okay." I said and gave him one last hug before he walked away.
As their set was going on, I knew all the words to all their songs. Honestly, they're such a great band. I looked around and saw all the girls around me. It was so crowded. I can't believe how far they've come. I'm super proud of them.
After the set I went over and talked to all the guys at the merch table. But when I got to Austin, I took a selfie with him. As I was bent down, he whispered in my ear, "come out back when I'm done meeting all these fans. I have to talk to you." I just nodded and walked to my seat. 'What could he possibly need to talk to me about? Did he want to tell me that he doesn't like me? What if he says that he doesn't want me to come to shows anymore?' I thought to myself. 'No, it's nothing like that.'
