STOLEN (Lawson)

Sounds better live

Andy’s POV

“What the fuck is going on mate?” Ryan snapped after I unexpectedly stopped singing into the mic.

“And what the hell are you looking at in the crowd? You’ve been staring down there for minutes and people are getting freaked out,” Joel added.

“Hey, we gotta finish our gig what’s going on?” Adam shouted from the back.

“I.... I saw her,” I muttered, slowly.

“What?” Ryan and Joel asked with surprise, knowing exactly who I was referring to.

“I saw Angie, she was in the audience, watching us perform.”

They all looked into the audience again trying to spot her.

“I can’t see her anywhere, mate, are you sure?”

“Andy, are you okay? I mean, are you sure you’re not just imagining all this? Why would she be here after she made it clear that she didn’t want you at all?” Joel said.

“I don’t know, but I gotta find her,” I said and then I put down my guitar and ran down the stairs and off the stage. I ran as fast as I could, bumping into people and shoving them out of my way until I finally saw her, speeding towards the car park.

Angela’s POV

Tears were welling up in my eyes as I paced towards my car. I was stumbling over rocks, not exactly looking where I was going as I tried to stop the tears from pouring down my face. Seeing him again after all this time, seeing him happy, seeing him doing so well without me, it wasn’t exactly comforting. We all wish that for our ex’es right? That they would move on and forget about you.. but at the same time , it still hurts. But that’s part of the package, right?

I finally reached my car and opened the door but just before I could enter I heard that voice behind me that was all too familiar for my liking. Part of me thought I was imagining the whole thing but then again I haven’t heard that voice this close in months, and hearing it now made my body numb for a couple of seconds.

“Hey,” was all he had said. I meekly turned around to face him. He looked as gorgeous as he always was, only that this time he looked a thousand times better. His dark brown hair was much shorter, he had a beard and a moustache that was all connected to his side buns, making him look a lot older and mature and I loved it. His arms were larger, looked like he had been hitting the gym a lot more. He generally looked healthy and in great shape, and I inwardly sighed as I took in his overriding presence.

I lifted my eyes to meet his intense gaze. I could tell he was a bit nervous but evidently not as much as I was.

“Hi,” I finally let out.

***

“How are you doing?” he asked, to my surprise.

“I’m doing good , and what about you?”

“I can’t complain.”

Then there was an eerie silence.

Get it together Angela.

“Great performance by the way!” I added.

“Oh thanks, glad you liked it.”

“I bet the fans are wondering where the lead singer is right now so -" I started as I turned to enter my car. I wasn't at all comfortable, and I didn't want to experience another second of this awkwardness.

“This is where we met, y’know,” he blurted and I looked back at him, my heart beat accelerating.

“I couldn’t stop thinking about that while I was performing, and then ...and then I saw you in the crowd and I wasn’t even sure if I was just hallucinating but then I realized it was you, it’s really you. There must be a reason why you’re here, right now, because I really didn’t expect to see you here after everything that's happened,” he continued. I wasn’t sure if I was ready to have that conversation. But if not now when else? I took in a deep breath and tried to find the words to reply to him.

“You look really good Andy, you sound good too, you smell good. You look like you’re doing pretty well after the mess I put you in, and I’m really glad to see you like this but at the same time I don’t know why it also disturbs me. Maybe because you look like you’ve moved on, you’re doing better, and I’m .. I’m just stuck in the past, I’m just stuck remembering us, what we used to be like. How you changed my life forever. Andy, I could’ve been married, I could’ve been what everyone wanted me to be like,” I paused for a quick breath as I felt the tears welling up in my eyes. He just stood there, with an emotionless expression on his face and paid attention to every word I had to say, which I took advantage of.

“But then , you just changed me Andy. You made me so different, I started lying and sneaking around and I asked myself why , why would I risk the perfect relationship I had with Liam to see you? Why was I so stupid? Being with you felt wrong but it also made me feel so alive and energetic in a very refreshing way that I didn’t even quite comprehend but I liked it , I liked it a lot. And I can’t get those feelings out of my system Andy, I just-“

But before I could finish my long and meaningless rant Andy walked over to me, cupped my face in his hands and connected his lips with mine. My body was slow to react to his kiss first because it was so unexpected and second because it sent an electric jolt throughout my body making me numb.

Then our lips began moving in synch and he deepened the kiss making goose bumps form all over my skin. I placed my arms on his waist and pulled him closer. I could feel the hunger in his kisses but they were still gentle and satisfying. It felt so right. All the doubts and worries I had in my mind about being at the festival, about my feelings for Andy instantly disappeared.

Finally he pulled out and we were both breathing heavily. He was still cupping my face and his lips were still fairly close to mine tempting me to kiss him again because I couldn’t get enough of the taste that his lips allowed.

“I couldn’t get them out of my system too,” he gasped.

“God knows I tried but I couldn’t and ... and If you want to, Angie, we can try again.. we can try to be a normal conventional couple, we can start over.”

“No,” I spat, and his expression changed drastically, he already looked hurt and disappointed.

“I don’t wanna be normal and conventional,” I added, crashing my lips against his again.

We didn’t even notice until we stopped kissing that there was a huge crowd of people  that were watching us, some girls were holding Lawson signs so I guessed they were fans.

“Awww,” they repeated making me blush orange with embarassment.

“Shit, the show!” Andy exclaimed, recalling he had left the stage mid-performance.

“How about we finish that show guys?” he shouted and all the fans chanted back “Yeah!”

He took my hand and led me back to the main stage area with all the fans following us behind. It was a really cool moment; it felt like I was in a movie. When we got back we found Ryan addressing the crowd probably about Andy but Andy ran back on stage and picked up his guitar before Ryan could even finish his sentence. And I watched the rest of their set, cheering and clapping with the fans.

idk it's the middle of the night and i'm about to pass out but i hope you guys like it.

oh and final chappie next week oops did i just announce that out of the blue like that? guess i did!!!

yeah next week this story is going to be done and tbh i dont know how i feel about that. do you guys want me to write a third book, and make this a trilogy? give me ur feedback so  i can know bc im not sure im ready to let go of some of these characters just yet. but meanwhile you should check out my new fan fics, Rebound, Temptation and Don't Forget Where U Belong. 

Love u all xx

Happy Easter!

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