David

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***Tara's POV***

Here we were. Sitting in our free seats at the Megadeth concert. Slash ended up bringing Duff a Metallica shirt, skinny jeans, chains, jewlery, hair spray, and eyeliner.

Slash also brought me some clothing which included a skimpy, black strapless top that showed half my tits, dark, really tight fitted skinny jeans, and jewlery. I had my hair in natural waves and my eye makeup dark as ever as well as my lip color being bold.

Everytime I turned my head one of the guys were staring at me which made me roll my eyes.

"They're gonna be on any minute," Duff excitedly said to me.

I smiled back and nodded.

"I know! I'm excited," I responded.

He beamed at me and turned his head back to face the stage.

Then all the lights shut off and everyone sprung up from their seats, cheering like crazy.

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The show was now over. It was very exciting if I do say so myself.

"Now backstage time," Duff smirked at me.

I smiled back at him and he took my hand, dragging me away.

We made it to the backstage area and security stopped us from going any further.

"Passes?" the big scary one asked us.

I flashed a look at Duff, hoping he had some kind of pass.

Duff bit his lips nervously and looked down at his shoes.

Fuck. He didn't have passes.

"Well, Dave told me when we're here he'll let us back there," Duff told the guard.

"Oh. Did he now?" the guard questioned, clearly not believing him.

"I did," Dave said, popping out of nowhere, putting his hand on the guard's shoulder.

The guard pressed his lips together and nodded, moving out of our way.

We all followed Dave and ended up in some room.

"Hey," Dave said to Duff, giving him a bro-hug.

I looked away and spotted a cooler on the ground. I walked over to it and took out a beer bottle, looking around for a bottle opener.

"We don't have those," someone said to me, taking the bottle out of my hands, opening it with his teeth.

I looked at him and realized he was the bass player.

"And how did you know I was looking for a bottle opener?" I smiled.

"One can assume," he smirked back, handing me my now open beer bottle.

I raised my eyebrows at him and slowly took a drink of my beer.

"And who are you?" the man asked me.

"I'm Tara. My... friends... were invited back here," I said, for some strange reason not wanting to say Duff was my husband.

"Oh, okay. I'm David. David Ellefson. Bass player of Megadeth," he told me.

"Wow," I nodded, "formal introduction there."

He smiled back at me and nodded.

I observed David's appearence. He was around my height, standing a bit taller because the shoes he was wearing, and had long, wavy hair and light eyes.

"So... those five guys over there... are they friends of yours? Or are you with any of them?" he asked.

I fixed my gaze over to Duff and saw him excitedly talking to Dave, and shook my head.

"Well..."

"Eh, maybe it'd be better if I didn't know," he cut me off, looking at me slowly up and down.

"How about we sit down somewhere and talk?" I suggested, not wanting to stand on my aching feet anymore.

He agreed and guided me down a hallway with a bunch of doors. He opened one of them and it looked like it was his dressing room.

There was a small two person couch in the corner and that's where we headed.

We both sat down and his eyes were set on me.

"So... Megadeth... cool band," I stupidly said.

"Hopefully," he chuckled.

There was then an awkward pause and we sat there, not looking at each other.

"So, uh... what now?" I swallowed.

"Are we gonna fuck?" he asked.

I was slightly taken aback by his question, and took a deep breath.

"No... thank you. I have to, uh, actually get going," I stammered as I stood up from the couch.

"Oh, hey, I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable," he told me, looking up at me innocently.

"I know, it's fine, I actually do have to go though," I said, heading for the door.

I didn't look back at David and walked straight out of the door to get back to Duff.

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