F*cked Up Situation (mdd/matt walst)

Chp. 1

Matt pov

We have a show in about thirty minutes so we were all kinda chilling out in the dressing room, drinking a few beers to get us warmed up. Well that was until i remembered something.
"I'll be right back i forgot my guitar on stage." I said, standing up.
"Why not just leave it?" Sal asked.
"Because that guitar isn't the one I'm using for the first few songs." I explained and then walked out, making my way to the stage. When i walked up the stares, heading to where I left it, I heard a few girls gasp and giggle. When I turned my head, I saw four women in the front row, giggling at me. Well atleast three of them were. The fourth one..not so much. She looked a bit surprised to see me but she still looked miserable as she pulled the sleeves of her cardigan down so as not to see her hands for some odd reason. She had pastel blue hair that blocked one if her gorgeous blue eyes from sight, a tight mid thigh black dress that half her, holy shit, had to be at LEAST triple d boobs were hanging out in that she did not look comfortable at all in. (Just cuz we all know Matt likes big tits 🤭) But, unlike the rest of them, she had black tights underneath them, so no one could see her legs. Honestly she looked really hot. Looking back up at her face, I saw a small, silver lip ring and a black nose ring. It definitely suited her. Down her neck, was a backstage pass which i was kinda happy about. We locked eyes for a moment but she quickly looked away. So i just grabbed my guitar and headed backstage.
"Took you long enough." Dougie chuckled. "Sorry." I half laughed as I sat back down by Reid. "What were you doing?" Brendan asked curiously. "Do you even have to ask? Probably staring at some chick." Sal laughed. I raised an eyebrow at him. "You're one to talk. How many girls have you fucked?" I smirked at him. "Oh don't even bring that up. We all have." Reid said, lightly punching my arm.

"Guys, five minutes." Our manager said as he came in but soon exited. So we all got up, heading behind the stage where we could hear all the fans, not yet to be screaming. A few people came up to us, handing us our guitars or drumsticks. I took off my fedora, laying it beside where we put our phones and other shit. I ran my hair through my messy long blonde hair. Taking one last huff of my cigarette, i put it out and discarded of it. I watched as Doug, Reid and Brendan walked up, me and Sal waiting for our cue. Sal runs up, and i do to, following behind him. The crowd screams when all of us are up there, starting the intro to Porn Star Dancing. My eyes search the crowd, until they meet with the familiar blue ones, her now having a wide smile on her face as she sings along.

Allison pov (main character)

I was screaming along to all their songs along with the other fans and my "friends" Bailey, Jenny, and Kaitlyn. Honestly, they're real bitches but i just keep my mouth closed about it. Soon, they get to one of my favorite songs, Fucked Up Situation. I watch as Matt's eyes scan over the front row, like he had all night, until they met with mine, once again, making me blush. "I wanna dedicate this last song..to the woman in the front row with blue hair." He smirked at me as my eyes went wide. They then went into the intro of Fucked Up Situation and everyone sang along. "ITS A FUCKED UP FASCINATION!!" I screamed with everyone. "WHEN THE ONE THAT YOU TRUST, IS TRADED FOR LUST!"

The concert ended quick that i would've liked but atleast we have backstage passes. Jenny turned to me, and grabbed my wrist tightly, making me wince, as she led me through the crowd to the backstage crowd. But she immediately let go after we made it backstage. We found our way to the dressing room and Bailey knocked a few times till we heard Sal invite us in. They all started half screaming when they walked in. I just stood near the couches, pulling down the sleeves on my cardigan as they asked them a TON of questions. I looked around the room and saw everyone but Matt. That's kinda weird. Then i felt a hand on my shoulder, causing me to jump. It was Matt. I gulped hard. Holy shit Mattt Walst is right in front of me. "Hey." He smiled. "H-Hey.." i stuttered. Damnit Allison pull it together! I bit my lip, on the opposite side of my piercing. "Why..did you dedicate that song to me?" I asked quietly, looking down at my feet. "Because why not?" He chuckled as he lightly took my hand, leading me over to one of the empty couches while the girls were practically on top of the other guys, not that they minded. I pulled the top of my dress up, trying not to show as my cleavage. I fucking hate this dress but they made me wear it. But then they got all pissy when i put on the tights. "What's your name?" Matt asked, his smile never leaving. "Allison.." i said, looking into his beautiful blue eyes. I had seen them in pictures, but seeing his eyes this close, they really are beautiful. "That's a beautiful name for a beautiful woman." I bite my lip harder. I honestly thought all the guys of mdd were perverts, well it seem most are but i don't think Matt as much is. I'm sure he is some seeing their songs. But, right now, I'm just glad to have someone who seems caring.