Song: White Tiger by Our Last Night
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Tyler kisses my forehead, the tip of my nose, and then finally my lips before he runs on stage. I walk around so I'm standing in front of the barrier with my camera in hand. During shows, I rarely use the tripod because of all the movement it requires. Lugging around a tripod doesn't help that at all. I like to use it when I climb on the stage though.
I start on Tyler's side of the stage and he always knows where the camera is.
My favorite pictures I get are the one's when Benji jumps down from the stage and sings with a fan. It's hard to capture Benji's smile, along with the rest of the band's, but it never fails. Their happiness when they're performing is something else. I can feel it. It's in the room like a blanket that surrounds everything. The energy and the warmth is hard to explain.
Reset Space cares about their fans more than you'd ever think. They rarely ever call them fans actually. When they talk about them, they always refer to them as friends and family. With people this close, it's hard not to feel like a family.
During the middle while Benji is making his speech, I climb up the stairs to get on the stage. People rarely notice because of everything else going on. I walk behind Mason and stand to the side by Evan. He notices and throws one smile for the camera before starting the song.
During the next three songs, I move around on stage without much notice.
Except almost colliding with Mason at one point.
It causes him to lose his note, but he starts laughing about it and picks it back up easily. My cheeks burn, but seeing him laugh made me feel a little better.
Once their set is finished, I take the picture of the band in front of the barrier with fans leaning over and then Benji tells them to meet the band at the merch tables instead of outside because they want to sign a few things and take pictures. While that's going on, I head back to the dressing room to check the time on my phone.
It's a little past ten, but I told my parent's the concert would run late. I'm sure they're already at the hotel waiting. I'm not going to rush the band, so I'm just going to head back to the hotel.
I pack my camera away and settle the strap across my body. I walk out of the room and head towards the merch tables.
But on my way, I find a surprise.
A surprise as in both of my parent's standing near the merch tables. They don't see me yet, but I glance at Tyler, who is talking to a group and taking pictures.
They're watching him too and my heart skips a little.
I'm hoping they see what I see.
A boy who cares. A boy who does anything for the people he loves. A boy that's beautiful inside and out.
I finally walk up to them and I tap on my dad's shoulder. He turns and I notice he was already smiling. "Hey, Dad," I say and wrap my arms around his torso.
He hugs me tightly. "Happy birthday, honey."
My chest squeezes and I ignore it and thank him. I walk to my mom and she does the same thing. "How long have you guys been here?" I ask and adjust the camera bag strap. A nervous habit.
"Right before the show started," my dad replies. "It was fantastic by the way."
Of course my dad will approve and it makes me smile. "I'm very lucky."
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