Life had been hard yes I'd had my setbacks and my issues. Thoughts that ate me alive. Yes I'd had been bullied and pushed around when I was little. But I had found my way past that into something brighter, music. Artists like Linkin park had grabbed me from the darkness and pulled me into the light words that had given me breathing room. When I had no voice they gave it to me. Fought against my mind and demons. Today was the day I got to attend a music event where they were attending, performing.
Take a deep breathe Amy. No fangirling of any kind no matter how hot Mike shinoda was you have to keep your thoughts pg I think to myself. I walk towards the door of the YouTube facility. Here goes. I walk in the sound of choas immediately assaults my ears. A cacophony of voices shouting over one another desperate for attention, like children. The vip area lit up like Christmas day. A hord of famous faces beaming from ear to ear. Clinking glasses, shoving their faces full of expensive foods. I roll my eyes at them pompous asshats. Well most of them.
I showed my pass at the red and gold stand that separated the famous from the norms. Breathe I think as I see Linkin park in the far corner. Oh wow there he was. He towered over most people other than Brad and phoenix who are around the same size. His muscles shaped the arms of his jacket wrapping them tight chest smooth under his thin t-shirt. Hair perfectly fluffed atop his head, cargo pants draped around his legs tight in all the right areas. His face lit up with that beautiful smile of his eyes sparkling like a thousand diamonds. Breathe Amy just breathe don't say anything stupid. I begin walking towards him.
"Hey I know you. Your Amelia Clements who does covers on YouTube". Says Tyler Oakley. I smile and nod. "I also do orig..." he cuts me off. "I love the cover of Rihanna Russian roulette the way your voice runs at the end." He holds up his fingers in a o and presses them to his lips. "amazing". Smiling I nod and start to thank him of course he cuts me off again babbling on with himself with goodness knows what. Suddenly someone clears their throat behind me. "Hey dude I think I saw that manny mua guy you were talking about down there" he disappears in a flurry of sashying. "Thank you so much". I smile shaking his hand looking at the ground shyly. "No worries I have no idea what manny whatever his face is looks like but I could tell he was hassling you. I'm Mike I saw your original song upload this morning and thought it was beautiful like you". I blush bright red.
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Post Traumatic
FanfictionLife had been hard sometimes. But when you become the back up singer for dead by sunrise and signed on as a writer for Linkin park life gets that just becomes that little bit easier for Amy especially when you fall for Mike shinoda and he falls for...
