Imagines and Smuts

Scotty Sire Imagine

YOUR POV

You were backstage preparing for your first concert in LA when your producer stuck his head in.

"5 more minutes!" He yelled.

Your hands became sweaty and your heart beat increased.

Please please please don't mess up. You begged yourself.

It felt like it had only been seconds before you were pushed on stage.

"Hey everyone! How ya feeling tonight?!" You yelled to the crowd.

"So this is my first time preforming in front of a huge audience like this, so I wanna ask what song you wanna hear."

You heard a few answers thrown at you so you picked one you heard a lot of.

"Just One Yesterday it is!" You told the crowd. Then, the music began to play.

I thought of angels choking on their halos
Get them drunk on rose water.

See how dirty I can get them pulling out their fragile teeth, and clip their tiny wings.

Anything you say can and will be held against you.

The song went on and you nailed every part of it perfectly and now it was the last few lines.

If I spill my guts, the world would never look at you the same way.

And now I'm here, to give you all my love.

And watch your face as I take it all away, away, away, aye, aye.

If heaven's grief brings hell's rain
Then I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.

For just one yesterday.

I want to teach you a lesson in the worst kind of way, still I'd trade all my tomorrows for just one yesterday.

For just one yesterday.

For just one yesterday.

You got applauded for two minutes before you could finish the rest of the songs you planned to sing.

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"Thank you for having me! I LOVE YOU LA!" You yelled and exited the stage.

It was now time for a small meet&greet.

You sat on the couch and waited for people with backstage passes.

There were about 15 people in the room with you, taking pictures, laughing, and talking.

You then saw a guy who was very attractive to say the least.

"Hey, I'm Y/n." You said to the man standing before you.

"Scotty, Scotty Sire. I love your music by the way." He responded.

"Thanks. I'm glad you came." You two talked for an hour before it was time for you to get back on your tour bus.

"Hey, I have to leave but can I have your number and we can talk some more?" You asked him as your manager was about to drag you away.

He nodded and you two exchanged numbers.

*on the bus*

I was finally settled down and it was 1:00am.

I texted Scotty to see if he was awake and wanted to talk.

Y: hey Scott. It's y/n. Just wanted to say hey and thanks for coming again. I loved talking with you.

S: Hey! No problem and same talking with you was so fun. How long are you gonna be in LA?

Y: I live in Hollywood but I'll be in LA for another day.

S: Well I hope to see you again soon!

Y: same here!

You put your phone down and thought about the events of today.

Your phone went off again.

It was a tweet you were tagged in.

@Imnotscottysire : Had a great time tonight with @y/t/n ! Let's hang out soon!

You tweeted him back.

@Y/t/n: definitely! See you soon!!

☯️☮️

A/n

Sorry for the boring chapters I promise a big one is coming up!

xxx