Stevie Marie Kravitz is an 18 year old girl who has been quiet all her life. She spent her school life taking the blows from bullies and doing her work hiding inside the school library, graduating two years early. Now, fresh out of an Ivy League art...
As I mentioned, I was just enjoying the free Palaye show when, halfway through, Remington says during a resting period in between songs, "Now this next song is dedicated to the prettiest, bravest, most stubborn woman I know, and I'm head over heels for her." The crowd goes wild, and glancing at the crowd, I can spot Tawnie, who I didn't know was even here, taking it all in and batting her fake eyelashes at Remington. I roll my eyes. Of course it'd be her. "Stevie, will you come back out here?" My head snaps to Remington, who's smirking at me. The crowd gasps, before letting out excited, blood-curling screams. I take a step back, furiously shaking my head no. He's just pitying me. Two sets of hands shove me out into the open, and I turn to glare at the culprits: Reina and Vienna. Remington grabs my hand before I can run off. "Will you help me sing this song, Stevie?" Since I can't really flat out say no in front of a ginormous crowd of people who think that they know I'm going to say yes, I settle for stuttering out, "I-I don't even know what song you want me to sing with you." Remington smirks, and hand me a microphone before leaning down to whisper by my ear, "you'll know it when it starts."
Unfortunately, my mic picks up what Remington says, so the crowd both cheers and wolf whistles at our little moment, causing me to blush. "Whatever," I say, pushing him away from me before walking to stand next to Sebastian. "Hey, you're blonde now," he notices, a smile on his face, and I laugh. "Yeah, Alice was so excited because she actually looks like she's normal in our family." This earns me a little 'awe' from Sebastian, his eyes lighting up. "By the way, are the kids here?" He asks, and I nod. He bends down to reach the level of my mic. "Hi little Stevies!" I throw by head back and laugh whenever you hear three little kids screaming back a hi. He then bends down again to say, "I've never met a cuter group of siblings then you four." Remington suddenly says, "That's not true, there's me and Emerson." "Sebastian and Emerson are cuter, sorry," I answer, and the crowd 'oooh's Rem. he rolls his eyes, and cues Danny, the other guitarist, and Sebby to start the mystery song. The opening to the song makes my eyes go wide, and my mind is going nuts. No way!!! "You're gonna sing Kellin's part," Seb says quietly in my ear so I can hear over the crowd and speakers. After this, he nudges me towards center stage with his guitar. Immediately, Remington gets on his knees and grabs my free hand, making every person in the crowd either scream with excitement or jealousy. "Well I can't seem to make you smile anymore, anymore yeah What happened to the dresses you wore before, oh before yeah, yeah," he starts, but I roll my eyes and pull my hand away, brushing passed him don't give in, honey!! But Remington is persistent, and stands up with a smile, grabbing my waist to spin me around--much to my shock--before sliding his hand down my arm to my hand once more. "Well I see, I see you dance tonight, Under, under the streetlight Well I see, I see you drifting away-" I do pull away, his puppy dog eyes becoming too much. "-baby! Ma chérie!" He exclaims, jumping onto the massive speaker in front of me and squatting on it in a Spiderman stance, in order to A, grab my attention, and B, to keep serenading me. "Oh, time won't be enough to make you fall in love with me," he rolls over so he's laying on his back, still staring at me. "Prefer a needle to me!" I walk away, and he rolls so he's on his stomach. "Why do I want you in my arms, when you want nothing to do with me," he flops back into his back, almost in a defeated way. Almost. "Ma chérie." He hope off the speaker and speeds towards me, taking my hand while trying to get me to look at him. I continue to look at the crowd. "Well I can't seem to make you love me today, oh today," "Oh today," I sing in an echo, and he walks to my other side to try and get me to look at him. "Just want to see that frown go away," "See that frown go away!" He successfully turns me to look at him, and he makes me laugh by making a goofy face. We then sing together, my voice harmonizing with his, "well I see, I see you dance tonight Under, under the streetlight Well I see, I see you drifting away (drifting away from me!) Ma chérie! Oh, time won't be enough to make you fall in love with me! The needle on me! Well I loved you and you walked away from me!" "It's the little little things!" Remington starts alone, and wraps his arm around my waist to pull me in a flush against him. God almighty, I'm probably a tomato! "That you do, baby, that make me so damn crazy, I wanna see, wanna hold you in my arms, but you want nothing to do with me." I don't want to die from blushing, so I shove away from him, and he rolls his eyes, a knowing smirk on his face. He sings on his own: "Oh, when you walked away I'll always remember that day She couldn't love me anymore She just walked out the door I just need her to stay!" Remington chases me around stage, and I giggle, running around Sebastian a few times--to which he laughed at--before hiding behind Emerson, stealing his hat. He makes a noise of complaint, yet smirks I'm that way that a cool dad would when his wife tells him to scold you so he halfheartedly does, but gives you the look that lets you know he's proud. I sit on Emerson's bass drum, letting Remington finally reach me while he we sing. "Ma Chérie, oh time won't be enough to make you fall in love with me The needle on me! Well I loved you and you walked away from me! It's the little little things that you do baby that make me so damn crazy! I wanna see, wanna you in my arms, but you want nothing to do with me. " setting Emerson's hat on the bass drum, I let Remington pull me up and towards center stage. "Ma Chérie, oh time won't be enough to make you fall in love with me The needle on me! Well I loved you and you walked away from me! It's the little little things that you do baby that make me so damn crazy!" "I wanna see, wanna you in my arms, but you want nothing to do with me!" Remington sings, and I sing after him, "needle on me! Oh, Ma Chérie!" "Ma Chérie, time won't be enough to make you fall in love, The needle to me I held you in my arms, but you wanted nothing to do with me." As Remington ends the song, he stares softly into my eyes, and I find my self unable to look away. The crowd cheers, but they don't reach us, two souls in their own little world. "F*ck it," Rem whispers, throwing the mic over his shoulder, and grabs me by the waist with both hands. I gasp at the force he uses to crush my body to his, and the crowd starts to notice that something else is going on. To my utter surprise and slight mortification, Remington captures my lips with his roughly, catching me so off guard he manages to even make this kiss a French. Literally the screams are so loud, they pierce through our "little world" and hit my eardrums with a sting. I would pull away, but A, that's rude, B, the crowd would probably kill me, and C, I'm still into him. What the hell, I think, wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down to my level of height. This makes the screaming ten times worse, but it's safe to say that it's well worth it.
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