Confrontation//Chris

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a.n//this is the second part to my last imagine, 'Caught'. Someone requested that I do a second part, so here it is. I suggest going back to read the other one to make sure you don't get confused.
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You sat in your seat, next to Devin, looking at the stage where the announcer, who happened to be Liam, stood on stage unfolding the envelope with the winners name on it.

You and a few other bands were nominated for the award of Best Music Video Of 2018.

You were at the APMA's, or the Alternative Press Music Awards.

The band was ecstatic to receive an invitation to the best alternative music award show ever. When you received the invitation, you could've sworn you saw your drummer cry for the first time ever.

You were holding your husband, Chris' hand. He was there for you every step of the way, and you couldn't have been happier.

'And, the award goes to...' Liam paused.

You felt like you were about to throw up; you have never been more nervous in your life.

'(Your/Band/Name)!' He cheered into the mic. The crowd cheered when Liam said you had won.

Devin, Ricky, Ryan, Vinny, and Chris congratulated you all as you went up to get your award.

When you finally got up to the stage, Liam hugged you tightly, whispering in your ear,

'Congrats, girlie, I knew you could do it!'

You, Jake, Adam, and Jackie all hugged as you received your award. You've never been more happy in your life; except for when you got married.

You went up to the mic and began to speak, 'Thank you so much, you don't know what this means to us.'

You wiped a tear from your cheek before continuing. 'Y'know a few years ago, we were so close to breaking up, but our passion for music and you guys helped us realize that we thrive on music.'

The crowd cheered and hollered. 'We're still here because of you guys, without you all we wouldn't be here today.'

'Hell, I'm pretty sure without you all o wouldn't have met my best friends and even my husband.' You looked over at Chris and winked, causing an "awhhh" from the crowd and a smile from Chris.

You laughed and handed the mic to your bandmates to let them say some things.

When everyone was done, you all began to walk off stage, before Liam stopped you.

'Wait, Y/N!' He said as he guided you back up to the center of the stage.

Everyone including you was confused, except for Chris, who was furious that you were interacting with Liam; but you didn't pay him any mind.

You tilted your head and were about to question what he was doing. 'What-?'

'The people in charge of the APMA's has nominated you for another award, Y/N.' Liam spoke into the mic.

Just when you were about to question him, the crowd cheered when they saw Maria Brink walk onto the stage.

She smiled at you when she finally reached you and Liam. She handed him another envelope.

'Y/N,' she began. 'You've been nominated for the first ever Metal Princess award!'

You were in shock.

A Metal Princess award?

What the hell was that?

You looked over at Liam, who was holding a crown.

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