Shutterbug (With Vic Fuentes and Niall Horan)

Chapter 9

I was dreading what was going to happen today, today was the day i had to sing with Vic.  Why he wanted me to?  I have no idea. Or if he even wanted to still sing with me at all.  After yesterday i wasn't sure where we stood, i mean, it's not like we had the most intimate conversation then punched me on the arm and called me Kiddo.  Oh wait.  But seriously, i think we'd be fine on his end, it's not like we kissed.

Anyway, the set isn't until 3 so if Vic doesn't try to contact me about it before then, i guess i won't have to go.  But i still dressed like i was certainly going on stage wit my button up light washed jean shirt with the white lace back, my black skinny jeans and my Steve Madden combat boots.  My hair had a slight wave to it today, i thought it looked pretty.

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I had already covered three sets and did two interviews when it was almost 2 and just as i was feeling safe, my phone buzzed.

Vic:  Meet at the stage at 2:30, we're on at 3!  Can't wait to see you(:

It was weird a part of me was extremely nervous and wanted to hide under a rock and the other part of me wanted to go to the stage now.  It was also weird, can't wait to see me?  So i guess i stood in a better position than i had predicted.

i tapped the screen and began to write.  Lennon: Can't wait to see you either!

"Who's that?"  Niall's voice rang out from over my shoulder.

He scared me, i jumped back, bringing my phone to my chest.  "Just Vic.  He asked me to sing with him today."

He gave me a weird look.  "You sing?"

I shook my head.  "But he thinks i can, and he wouldn't take no for and answer so-"

He pulled me into a hug, cutting off my words.  "What time is the set?"

"3."  I said, muffled by his body.

"Aw shit.  We play at 3:30.  So i have to be at stage at 3."  He let go of me, keeping his hands on my shoulders.  "Im sorry, i can't make it!"

I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in so our noses just barely met, "It's fine.  I'll be at your stage as soon as im done."

He let me go and i stalked off in the direction of the stage.

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The next thing i know it's 2:55 and you could hear the crowd Chanting PTV, PTV.  We had just finished the little chant the boys do before every show, they were nice enough to include me this time.  it was reassuring to know the other three boys had my back and were excited to hear me sing.

"lenny!"  Mike draped his arm over me shoulder.  "This is going to be awesome!"

I looked at me.  "You think?"

a confused look washed over his face.  "Yeah, i really do.  So does Vic, this is all he's been talking about since you agreed to do it."

"Really?"  i asked with a hint of hope in my voice, there goes the little girl inside me with the huge crush on Vic.

"Yeah, we all know he has sort of a brotherly crush on you." He said looking behind me to Vic who was getting his guitar.

I laughed.  What was i supposed to say to that?  I had now heard from two different band members that Vic had some what of a crush on me, brotherly or not.

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this was it, the last song, King For A Day, the song i had to go out in front of thousands of people and sing.  To say i was nervous would be an understatement.  But there was something in Vic's voice when he said my name, something about the smile that grew on his face and the way he looked at me that comforted me. 

I waited until the first verse was over before i ran in singing, "Please won't you push me for the last time, let's scream until there's nothing left!"

The feeling i had on stage was amazing, The bass in your heart, the crowd loving everysingle note you sing.  Now i know why Vic love to do this, it's the rush you feel.  Verse by verse my nerves faded.

My last line i sang i felt Vic wrap his arms around me before singing, "We'd rather die than live to rust on the ground."

just as he said the last word he spun me around to look at me.  Just as the crowd started to cheer, it happened, he leaned, no, he dove into me, our lips crashing together.  I could feel my heart beat in time with his.  His lips were soft and everything just felt right and i heard the crowd aww. My hands were on his chest and his arms around my waist.  Time seemed to slow, escape me.  Only until a picture of Niall from last night washed over my mind, the smile he had on his face when i kissed him.  Suddenly everything that felt so right a second before, now felt all so wrong.

I pushed my self away from Vic's grasp and looked at his confused and shock filled face.  He furrowed his brow as he watched me with question, i looked at the crowd who was still cheering then back to Vic who now was smiling and facing the crowd.  i took a step back and bolted for a quite place, a place where i could be alone, a place where Vic or anyone else couldn't find me.