After a while of hugging, I eventually looked up to him.
"So then, why are you not on stage right now" I asked.
"The nerves hit me, all those faces preparing to stare at me whilst I sing. Judging every single note of mine. But it's fine now. Cos I've got you"
He smiled then headed to the door, with me snuggled under his armpit. As we entered the pub filled of drunks and screaming kids, we were welcomed by the shocked faces of the band who were now waiting on the stage.
"Wooo go on dannnielll" screamed Kyle.
"That's my boy" casually nodded will.
"Daniel Campbell smith. You naughty, naughty boy" smirked woody.
Eventually we got on stage and were standing in front of the microphone, the bright lights blinding our eyes as the crowd seemed to disappear in a blur of darkness.
"I think I should go backstage now. This is your time to be in the spotlight. Not mine. I love you"
I smiled then quickly made my way near the wall. But before I reached out to grab the curtain, Dan gently held my wrist.
"No no stop" he said rather eagerly "I need you here. I can't do it without you"
I laughed. "I'm just right behind this curtain. It's fine. You'll be fine"
"No. I need you right next to me"
