Must Be 18 Or Over To Enter//Golden Boy

A Is For Acting

"Act normal." We were instructed. Were we not acting normal before? What even is normal at an A-lister band party, such as this. Kerrang is not a normal magazine, and there are no normal people in it, so why must we act normal. Our pre party drinks were a little more than pre party, meaning half the girls were already actually drunk. Me, being an experienced alcoholic at the ripe old age of nineteen, I was only slightly tipsy. Instead of the after party I thought we were going to, we showed up just in time for the red carpet. There were TV crews, and cameras everywhere. I was distraught, if that could even describe how much I didn't want to be there. We exited the limo the be escorted to where the rest of the band waited for Oliver. "Come on." Oliver said to me. "It will be fun."

"No, no. Not happening."

"Yes it is." He nodded surely, as if he already made up his mind about what I was going to do, and was confident in the fact that I was going to do it. He always got what he wanted, and with no exit strategies, I had no choice. I couldn't just take off running down the street.

"No. I don't even-"

"What? You don't pose?" I sighed as he smirked. He fixed the twisted strap of my dress. A black long sleeve mini dress with cutouts and thin straps everywhere. It was going to take a bible-level miracle to avoid my boobs falling out of the side and lifting my arms and higher than the elbow was out of the question. "You're doing this."

"There are three hundred people here. There are not three hundred people at the photoshoots."

"Too late to go home now, Kylie. Don't worry." He put his arm around my waist as everyone was organized around the band. Two girls to each member. We started walking towards cameras and as soon as we got on the red carpet I was nearly blinded by camera flashes. We took up most of the carpet. Fans screamed their names louder than anything I had ever heard, and I knew they loved it. I looked around at everyone else: bands like Black Veil Brides, Motionless In White, New Years Day, and Pierce The Veil stood around us. I was officially dead inside. They were all less than a foot away from me. It wasn't lost on me that plenty of people would have felt that way standing next to Oliver but I was totally calm.. Well, not calm in the sense of relaxation due to a feeling of safety, but I wasn't fangirling like a 13 year old any more. I knew him well enough not to like him. Oliver tightened his grip on my waist as Andy Biersack walked past us, as if I was going to jump into his arms. Oh yeah, get all protective now, shithead. That's how this works. I should run away and make a scene just to fuck him over.

"And here we have Oliver Sykes, with his little 'house bunnies', Kylie Edwards and Ivy Alexa, at his side." A woman with a microphone said into a camera. Oliver sighed deeply and let go of us, walking over to the woman.

"Actually, their not my house bunnies and not my property. They're respectable women who work hard for their careers. If you're going to report on anything, make it that." I was in awe. He had just defended us. Without prompt or need. On his own. He returned to us and held both of us closer. "Sorry about that."

"No worries." Ivy said nervously.

"You're alright?" He looked at her. She swallowed harshly before nodding and flashing a smile. "Good." As I looked back at all the cameras, and did my best to smile, I began to feel sick. Having one camera one me was enough, at photoshoots, when I could step out of the light for a few seconds when I needed to close my eyes. But having hundreds or strangers with cameras surrounding me? A bit much. And knowing that important seeming news people knew my name? Even worse. I was never like this before Oliver. Why is he making me weaker? This would have been no problem a month ago. "Are you okay?" Oliver whispered in my ear without dropping his snile. I shook my head no as my stomach began to turn, but I kept smiling. "Are you gonna throw up?" He tried to make it seem like he wasn't whispering sweet nothings in my ear in front of the entire world, but that was absolutely what it looked like. I took a deep breath. Kendall grabbed my hand gently and give it a reassuring squeeze. I looked at her and we exchanged a small smile.