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You couldn't believe your luck. You were backstage after Metallica's concert! Your friend was on security and had managed to get you up close and personal with your favourite band. You would owe him for life, but it was so worth it.
Unfortunately, he had not told you how to navigate the backstage area. After walking around in circles for what felt like hours, you were lost beyond belief. How were you going to meet Metallica now? It was stupid, but you were ready to burst into tears and wallow in self pity that you'd never get this chance again. And you blew it!
You threw yourself against the wall dramatically and sighed, rubbing your throbbing temples.
"Hey, are you okay?"
You looked up, wondering who the hell could be as lost as you are. You were glad your hands were already on your face as you needed to stop your jaw from hanging agape. It was Lars Ulrich!
"I-uh, I..." you stammered. You were totally lost for words. You hated that you were unable to speak right now, when you really needed to.
Lars offered a calming smile, and you took a deep breath. "My friend was on security, he let come backstage but I got lost,"
"Why'd you come backstage?" Lars asked.
"Because I wanted to see you, of course!" You said enthusiastically. Lars smirked, and you felt your cheeks heat up. "... and the rest of the band,"
"Ah, but they're not nearly as cool as I am,"
"Sure," you rolled your eyes. You couldn't believe you'd finally met Lars Ulrich, and you were already talking to him like he was an old friend.
"C'mon, I'll let ya meet 'em," Lars said, offering you his arm so he could lead you like some kind of rockstar gentleman. You doubted that tonight could get any more bizarre.
Without questioning it too much, you took Lars' arm and he lead you down the corridors you were utterly lost within. It wasn't long before Lars found his way back to the group of crew members and Metallica, making you feel like an utter fool.
"What's your name, I'll introduce you to the guys," Lars asked quietly before you came face to face with the band.
"It's (Y/N),"
Lars nodded, and got to introducing you to his band mates. You were back to being star struck. James, Kirk and Jason all shook your hand, greeting you warmly. You revelled in the experience of meeting your favourite band, but after all the pleasantries guy found yourself drawn back to Lars.
As the rest of the band talked amongst themselves, you and Lars were sitting together sharing a beer. You felt like you'd been talking for hours. He found you intriguing, and wanted to get to know you a little better.
"Did you enjoy the show?" Lars asked. You nodded furiously.
"It was amazing, the best I've seen. You guys always top your last performance," you could have gone on for hours about how great the show was, but you were trying to 'be cool' and hold it together.
"You've seen us before then?"
"Every time you're in town, I get tickets,"
"That's awesome," Lars smiled. You couldn't help but smile too. You both sat in momentary silence before Lars' spoke up again.
"Hey, I know I just found you lost in the halls, but do you wanna come for a walk with me?" Lars asked tentatively.
"Sure, I'd love to," You grinned, and followed Lars' lead as he stood up and started down the halls again. Without him walking next to you, you would definitely have gotten lost again. You felt comfortable with Lars, you liked being in his company.
"You're pretty cool, (Y/N)... I feel like I've known you for years, not like... an hour,"
"I feel the same! We're like old friends,"
"Maybe we've met in another life," Lars said with a dreamy voice. You rolled your eyes at the dramatics he was putting on. He stopped acting and laughed at your reaction.
Lars paused and stopped walking. You stopped as well, and he turned towards you. He took a step closer to you, and it quickly became clear to you how little space was between the both of you. You found yourself frozen, but you didn't want to move anyways. Lars' hand found yours and your fingers intertwined. You knew you had to be blushing like mad, but it didn't matter in the moment. You just wanted him to kiss you.
Lars hesitated, but when he saw the look in your eyes he knew it was right. He leant in and kissed you. It was unlike anything you'd experienced before. If there was a perfect first kiss, than that was it. You wanted it to last forever, and for a while it felt like it would, but Lars pulled away with a cheeky grin on his face.
Before you could let him make a smart remark, you kissed him again, shutting him up for good.
