Only You

Chapter 16

I was excited for the concert. Like so excited I could cry. I loved them so much and I was so darn happy Mark was taking me to see them. I was already in my jeans and Foster the people shirt and converse. My hair was tied up into a high ponytail. He rang to say that he was already in front of my place. When I got into the car, he hugged me and gave me a peck on the cheek. I was pretty sure that I blushed as usual. The line in front of the club was already twining around the street. I let out a groan as he parked the car.

"Don't worry we are gonna surpass this." he said putting his arm around me. We cut the line and went straight to the front where the scary bouncer stood. Mark just took out a pair of passes and flashed them and we were let in. I could feel everyone else seething in jealousy as we walked in but I put it aside me.

The club was a pretty small one because the band loved performing in a more intimate venue. We were lead to the front of the stage. There were a few zones which were seperated by metal bars. We were standing directly in front of the drumset were Ponci would be playinf and the best part was it was also next to where Mark would be singing. I stood against the railing and Mark was behind me.

"So.. how awkward is it that your name and his name is Mark also." I said laughing. "Well, that depends which Mark you prefer." "Now that's something I'll never reveal!" I said cheekily. Moments later, they started letting in the people and only a few more entered our zone. The lights went dim and Ponsi came out so did Isom, Sean and Cubbie. The drums started to play and I knew by the beat they were playing Houdini. Mark runs out onto the stage and he starts singing. The crowd goes wild and of course me too. I was screaming my lungs out and singing along. While my Mark had his arms still around me observing everything. The concert kept going with perfect gusto.

Mark Foster was just amazing. The song I would do anything for you came on and that's when I realised Mark was holding me closer to him and he bent down to my ears and sang along "I'd do anything for you anything for you, I'd give it up for you." I was stunned obviously. I turned around and kissed him and continued with the concert.

Everything was perfect until the barriers broke from the back and everyone started to push their way through our zone. Which they did. By then, the band was playing their last song which was the ever so famous Pumped Up Kicks. After they were done, everyone was still pushing. Mark latched our hands together and he lead the way. While he was in front, i felt hands go everywhere. On my butt, and even under my shirt. When I turned around, it was a group of boys who thought it was funny.

Mark turned around and saw my expression and knew something was up. I just shook my head saying it was nothing. Outside the club, he asked "What's wrong Izzie?" "The boys in there, their hands were everywhere." I said quietly trying hard not to cry. He left me with the bouncer earlier and went in, He didnt come out and I was starting to get worried. Did he get beat up by them?

Just as that thought flickered through my mind, the door opened and the boys were hauled out on they're ass. All 5 of them. "You tell her you're sorry right now or i'll make sure your sister get the same treatment as you did to her." he yelled. "We are really sorry. We thought you were really hot that was all." I didn't say anything.

"Get your punk asses out of here before I bash you. Now." he said again raising his voice. He disappeared into the club again and when he came back out, the person who ran the place came out looking frustrated.

"They were metal fucking bars. Metal. You people don't know how to run a concert? How could they have come down?" Mark said trying to compose himself.

"We will get to the bottom if this sir. We can offer you to meet them right away as compensation."

"Thank you, that's much better. But I'm pretty sure the others who paid for the very expensive tickets will be questioning you as well." the manager handed us the passes and Mark put his arms around me as we made our way back to his car.

"Listen, you don't have to go see them in person. I know what you went through is pretty freaky. We can just head back home." he said pulling me closer to his side.

"Are you kidding me?! I am pretty shaken up but it's Mark Foster and the gang! I'm sure you can find a way to make me feel better. Don't you think?" I said shyly to him. He smiled and we went off to the hotel the band was staying at.

~~~ FEW HOURS LATER~~ Mark P.O.V

I was pissed. so pissed. I couldn't believe it. She seemed fine at the hotel though. Squeeling and jumping cause she got to meet the band. She hugged them, took pictures and before I knew it, we were already back at her place. She was distant and her wild side never showed through.

"You going to be ok?" I asked as she unbuckled her seat belt. She just shook her head.

"Thank you, for tonight." with that she got out of the car and literally ran back up. No hugs no nothing. I just stared at her go. I went back to my place and when I opened the door, I found the last person I wanted to see standing there.

"What the fuck are you doing here Stacey." my ex stood.

"I missed you Mark. I'm just sorry for everything, Please just take me back." she came closer. She was also intoxicated with what seemed to be half a bottle of wine in her hand. As I tried to grab the bottle from her, it spilled on her dress.

"Just go grab my shirts and leave Stacey. I'm going to shower and when I come back out you better be gone." I walked into the shower and just stood under it letting all the tension melt away. As I was almost done, the door bell rang a few times then went silent.

I wrapped the towel around my waist and headed to the hallway. Just by my luck, Stacey is standing there in nothing but my shirt and Izzie was there with a blank expression on her face.

"Izzie?" I said. She just said "You're busy. Sorry." and walked away.

Fuck.

A/N ; What do you guys think about it?