Tape Face x Reader - [The Way You Look at Me]

Settling In - Chapter 1

 Asher kissed me on the cheek as he stepped in the bathroom to take a shower. I sat on my bed to read a book whilst waiting. After a few minutes, I heard a buzzing noise from my phone.

Simon Cowell, Mel B, Heidi Klimt, and Howie Mandel Group Chat:

(If you didn't know, Simon Cowell is my father. I didn't tell my boyfriend, Asher, because he'd freak. Also, I've become very good friends with the judges.)

Father Sim - I want Taco Bell 🔔 

Spice Mel - Get me a taco 🌮 

Heidilicious - You guys are funny. Haha. But anyways, get me a whopper. 

Father Sim - That's Burger King. 

Me - y'all are funny 😂 

Father Sim - hello darling 😚

Me - 👋🏻 Mwah 💋 

Me- Where's Mr.Germaphobe?

Germyphobia- I heard that!

Me - Haha. anyways, My boyfriend and I are going to AGT! 

Father Sim - Get here by 3:15 and you can be a judge in the Jude cuts.

 Me - Deal. Can't tell Asher though! 🤐

Spice Mel- you'll be great darling. 💕

Me - thanks ✌🏻

With that, I talked about random things and I laughed a lot. So, once Asher got out of the shower, he drove me to AGT with all my friends and I ran to the stage. "Ticket row, please." the man said. "She's with me." A voice from behind called out. My father, Simon. As I like to call him, Sim. "Hey, dad." I said, hugging him with a wide grin on my face. "Have a seat over here." he instructed, letting me get comfortable. The show started. The first contestant was amazing. It was so good it earned a golden buzzer. Her name was Grace VanderWaal. "I'm kind of mad I didn't hit the buzzer now." Simon sighed, laughing a bit. I nodded, agreeing with his statement. As time went on, my eyes hooked onto one person. A man with black jeans, a brown bag across his shoulder, black eyeshadow around my eyes, and pitch black hair. What attracted me most to him was the black duct tape on his mouth. I daydreamed through his whole act, sleeping. I was awokened by a tugging sensation on my shoulder. "Melanie, wake up! Mellie!" Howie said. For once he actually shook me. "Heh?" I replied, half conscious. "You passed out and hit your head on the table. Simon got you ice and went home to get you some bandages." he said, worryingly. Changing the topic, I answered, "Who's that?" I pointed at the guy I daydreamed of. "He's Tape Face." Howie answered. I blushed. But I knew that I had a boy friend. Yet this nagging feeling hit me. Was it.. no.. it couldn't be. Could it?