I am currently at my boyfriend's and his friends concert. I was having tons of fun backstage jumping around and singing along. Brandon would always look over at me and smile because I was having so much fun.
After they sang their song, 'Teacher', Brandon starts talking.
"So, most of you know I have an amazing magnificent girlfriend named, Nicole. She is actually here tonight and I wanted to take the time to have me and her sing our song to you guys. So, come on out here Nicole!" Brandon exclaimed.
I blushed and walked out onto the stage and stood next to him.
"This is Nicole for those of you that didn't know." Brandon introduced me to the BEANZ.
"Hello everyone!" I spoke into the mic Austin let me borrow.
"So, like I said earlier, Nicole and I are going to sing to you our song. What song is that, Nicole?"
"Bulletproof Picasso by Train." I smiled.
The music started and Brandon started off the song.
Bold is Brandon
Italics is Nicole
Bold & Italics is both
Am I made of paper
'Cause I tear so easily
Am I made of vapor
Because I disappear
Do I have to have a reason
For anything I feel
Just be glad I'm real
Glad I'm real
Am I real
Are you made of lead paint
A bulletproof Picasso
All the virgin saints
Put you here to care for me
I don't need a reason
For anything I feel
Just be glad I say what I mean
And mean what I say to you
We don't need a reason
For anything we feel
We don't need a reason
Picasso's at the wheel
So roll this top down, hell with this town
Leave our bags behind
We don't need a reason
'Cause I got you, and you got me tonight
('Cause I got you, and you got me tonight)
Did you ever see the waves break
Into a million pieces
Or stay awake
With someone who was dying
You don't need to tell me
Anything at all
I'm just glad you're here
Glad you're real
Are you real
Am I made of timber
'Cause I'm on fire
Will you remember
Tonight for very long
You don't need to sell me
On anything at all
Just say what you mean
And mean what you say to me
We don't need a reason
For anything we feel
We don't need a reason
Picasso's at the wheel
So roll this top down, hell with this town
Leave our bags behind
We don't need a reason
'Cause I got you, and you got me tonight
Amber waves of grain
Fly by highway lanes
Waited for this change
Seems like my entire life
If only the good die young
We'll outlast everyone
For some of the things we've done
And we've just begun
We don't need a reason
For anything we feel
We don't need a reason
Picasso's at the wheel
So roll this top down, hell with this town
Leave our bags behind
We don't need a reason
'Cause I got you, and you got me tonight
Woah (You got me tonight)
Woah (You got me tonight)
Woah (Oh you got me tonight)
Woah
Once the song ended, the crowd cheered for us.
"Before Nicole leaves, I have to do something first." He spoke to the fans and then faced me and grabbed one of my hands.
"Nicole Renee Gills, we've been together for 3 years now and those 3 years have been the best 3 years of my life. You never fail to make me smile and laugh. You smile makes me smile. I love you with my whole entire heart and I never want to let you go. I want to be with you for the rest of my life, so I'm gonna ask you one question." He told me as he got down onto one knee and pulled out a black box.
He opened the box to reveal a diamond ring. The crowd was going nuts at this point and I started to cry.
"Nicole Renee Gills, will you marry me and become Nicole Renee Arreaga?" He asked me.
"YES, A MILLION TIMES YES!!" I told him.
He smiled and slide the ring onto my finger. He got off his knee and hugged me and we kissed.
"SHE SAID YES!!" He screamed into the microphone.
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Band Obsessed (Book 2)
FanfictionGo read my first book of 'Band Obsessed' before you read this one. Imagines about PRETTYMUCH, Why Don't We, In Real Life, CNCO, & On The Outside
