Interview

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Imagine being a reporter doing a story on The Who. You were allowed into one of their rehearsals and you sat quietly scribbling in your notebook as you waited for the band to come in. You heard laughter from backstage and the sound of a tambourine coming closer. The band entered the stage, all of them ignoring you except for the one with big brown eyes and the lovely smile.

He beamed at you as he stumbled over to his drum kit. You blushed as you glanced back down to your notebook.

"I hope you don't mind loud noises," the boy said as he tapped his drum sticks together and began pounding away on the drums.

You couldn't help but smile as you watched him. He was so passionate and looked so happy to be doing what he was doing, he also happened to make the funniest faces as he played, which made you giggle. He kept his eyes on you and smiled when he saw you laugh. He seemed to never run out of energy as he put all of his effort into each skin. He was more than good at what he did.
By the time they had finished you realized you had completely forgotten to take any sort of notes. The drummer jumped up from his kit and skipped over to you.

He scratched the back of his head shyly, "I'm Keith," he said.

You smiled at his boyish demeanor, "You, Keith are one talented guy and it is very nice to meet you."

He smiled and stood a little taller with pride.

He then glanced down at your notebook with curiosity, "Get anything good?" He asked.

You blushed, "Uh, no actually, I was a little distracted," you said, glancing back up to him.

He was more than happy to hear that, "Well love, if you'd like, you could always get a private interview with yours truly," he said, wiggling his eyebrows at you.

You laughed but before you could reply Roger was calling him backstage. He quickly snatched your notebook and scribbled something into it.

He handed it back to you and leaned in close to your ear, "You should take me up on that offer," he said, his breath on your skin sending shivers down your spine.

He smirked and place a light kiss on your cheek.

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