Fuck, i’d forgotten how cold it got at this time of night. Why did I think wearing tights would keep me warm at 11.30pm? This time in September, in England was not the best time to be waiting outside. Which is what I was doing, of course.
“Great idea, Y/N” I thought to myself. How did this happen to me? I was never that girl to wait outside after a gig for a band. Who probably wouldn’t even come out to meet me and the few other girls waiting anyway. They’d gotten so popular over the past year or so, and although I was so happy for them, a part of me was sad. Sad that I would probably never get to meet them to just even tell them how much they meant to me. But I’d try, at least. Which is how I ended up here.
20 minutes later, and I heard the door I was standing opposite from creak open. A mop of curly brown hair poked around the side and I recognised it to be Ashton’s, the drummer for the band 5 Seconds of Summer. (The very band I was waiting for!)
“Shit, you guys must be freezing!” he giggled which led to a group of girls rushing to the door and getting their phones out before I could even approach. Great. This was typical me though, I was never the type to be assertive or overly confident. I figured I would just wait until they had got their pictures and go over, if he was even still there. That was, of course, until someone snuck out of the door to my right.
Holy shit. It was Michael.
I honestly couldn’t believe my luck. I know I hadn’t technically met Ashton yet, but from believing I wouldn’t meet any of them to seeing 2 of them before me, it was a great feeling. Luckily Michael managed to slip out unseen. That was until he looked in my direction.
And then he started to walk over. Was this really happening?
"Hi." he said, with a slight smirk.
“You look cold. Are you ok?”
“Er… Wow. Er yeah I’m fine! I don’t know why I thought tights were a good idea.” I managed to mumble out, to which Michael laughed.
“It’s ok, you look cute. So I take it you came to the show tonight?”
“Um, yeah! It was amazing! You guys are so talented. I’m so glad you played English Love Affair although it wasn’t good for me to watch live!” I gushed. Michael smirked at me.
“You like that one?”
“Oh god. That came out wrong. It’s just such a good song. I mean, I just…” Putting my head in my hands, I swear I must’ve turned a bright red.
“Haha you alright there?” asked Michael, which made me look up and give a half smile.
“Eurgh, yeah. Just making a fool of myself as usual!” I didn’t realise but I must’ve been shivering because Michael then said “Jesus Christ you’re shaking! I wish I had a jacket to give you. Actually… I suppose…”
I gave Michael a confused look.
“Well, we’ve got blankets and stuff on the bus, but we’re not really supposed to bring non-tour people on there…”
I have to admit, a part of me was so happy he didn’t refer to me as a “fan”, the other part slightly disappointed I wasn’t getting an invite.
“Ah, fuck it. What kind of guy would I be if I didn’t help out a shivering girl?” he exclaimed with a wink. Jesus Christ, that wink.
I was too shocked to reply so I just nodded which was all I could muster.
“Probably best to follow me round the back way!”
So I started to follow him and once he had tapped in the pin to unlock the bus door, I was helped on.
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FanfictionI WANT YOU GUYS TO REMEMBER THESE ARE NOT MY IMAGINES THEY'RE OTHER PEOPLE'S OFF OF TUMBLR. these imagines are of 5 Seconds Of Summer and One Direction.
