✶ Show-Off ✶ Chapter 17

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The cheers of the roaring crowd excite you.

You're standing in the wing of the stage.

Murdoc is at the back playing his bass.

He looks over at you as they finish up Clint Eastwood.

You smile and look away. His looks still gets you.

Murdoc walks off stage casually and tugs on your forearm.

"W-what are you doing?" You ask, not giving in.

"Come meet the fans, love." He whispers in your ear.

"What if they don't like me..." you ask.

"I'll make sure they do. Besides, what's not to like about ya? You're beautiful... pretty... gorgeous..." he growls.

"Oh, stop it. You're rambling." You say.

Murdoc chuckles and picks you up bridal style, walking back on stage.

"Put me down ya doofus!"

That only makes him tighten his grip.

You give up and go limp in his arms.

"Hey, don't look like I've just killed ya, love." He says.

You open one eye.

You suddenly hear the crowd get even louder.

"IS THAT MURDOC'S GIRLFRIEND???" Screams a fan.

You open your eyes and look around slowly.

There's thousands of people.

Lights everywhere...

Murdoc lets you down.

"Everyone... this is my girlfriend, Y/N." He says into a mic.

You find it embarrassing and turn your back to the crowd.

"KISS! KISS! KISS! KISS!"

"Hm, love... looks like the fans wanna see some action up in here, eh?" Says Murdoc.

You smile. "No way."

Murdoc turns you around so the two of you are facing the crowd, passionately kissing your lips.

He's really going at it. You like it when he's rough.

He carefully dips you, allowing your hair to let loose.

The crowd goes wild.

Someone even throws a rose on stage.

Everything is moving so slowly for you... think about it; you're on stage in front of thousands of people, kissing the one and only Murdoc Niccals.

You couldn't be happier.

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