I was so happy to get this part. The director was so nice to give me the job right away and I couldn't wait to meet my idols!
"You're really going out like that?" My dad looked me up and down. I dressed rather...provacative for the video.
"Look who's talking." I rolled my eyes at him.
You might be wondering why I said that to my father, well that's because he's Mike Crahan...you know...the Clown of Slipknot...the last founding member.
"Whatever, just behave." He looked back at the television as I headed out the door. He was just...chill like that I guess.
I got to the set and they put me in make-up right away. I just couldn't wait to meet the boys! A little while after getting my make-up done, halfway through my hair, they all walked in.
"Oh, hey." Chris smiled at me. They all stood around, smiling at me.
"Hey." I blushed. The rest of them got to their own make-up stations to do their thing as Chris stayed.
"You're the girl I get to..." He trailed off. I smiled and nodded. "What's your name?" He wondered.
"(Y/N) Crahan." I answered him. It looked like something clicked, but not quite.
"Well, I'm Chris." He smiled and gave me a quick hug before talking to the director of what the band wanted to do with the video.
I walked out of the tent and into the sunlight, fearing my make-up and hair might melt. I saw Chris helping with the set up and I wondered why he hadn't gotten his make-up done yet.
"What're you guys doing?" I wondered, growing rather impatient for this thing to start filming.
"Just helping set up." Chris looked at a paper. It looked like it had all of the extras' names on it.
"That's fun." I blushed, rocking on my heels slightly. Just being around him gave me butterflies.
"Hey, uh, I don't know if you'd want to, but I've got these tickets. It'd just be me...you..." He sighed, putting the paper down and pathetically looking at me.
"Tickets to what?" I lifted my eyebrow, interested.
"Marilyn Manson." He gave me a crooked smile as my jaw dropped.
"Hell yeah, I'll go with you!" I smiled wide, hugging him tightly. "Sorry." We had just met and I was already being awkward!
"No, no. It's cute." He nodded. "Well, I better get dressed and shit."
"Go for it." I waved as he headed towards the tent.
The video went great! I got to touch all over him and...well...even kiss him! On the cheek...
A few days later my doorbell rang...unfortunately I didn't get there in time. I bolted down the steps as my dad opened the door. I actually looked normal for once!
"And what are you supposed to be?" My dad looked Chris up and down.
"Dad...go away." I pushed him out of the way.
"What's going on?" He wondered.
"Chris is taking me to a concert." I smiled.
"You didn't tell me your dad was in Slipknot." Chris whispered to me.
"I told you my name." I gave him a funny look.
"What concert?" My dad was intrigued.
"I couldn't put two and two together." Chris shrugged.
"We're going to Marilyn Manson." I confirmed.
"Ahh, good guy." My dad nodded. "Have fun, you two." He shut the door on us.
"That's fucking crazy." Chris chuckled as we headed to his car.
"What?" I looked at him as he got in.
"Your dad!" He was so thrilled.
"Chill out and love me for me, not my dad." I winked at him. He rolled his eyes.
"Off we go?" He asked me. I nodded.
We were right at the barricade, Chris could always get good seats. The Love Song came on and I nearly died as Chris wrapped his arms around me. He looked down at me, smiling, his piercings perfectly wrapping around his lip.
I tiptoed and wrapped my hand around his neck. I twisted my other hand into his shirt, pulling him into me. He smiled, his jaw sticking outward as our lips met briefly. He tried to push more towards me as I moved away. He chuckled deeply as he stood up straight again. He gave me a devilish look I couldn't resist as I pulled him in again, forcefully locking our lips. He bit down on my lower one as our mouths opened together again. It was constant on and offs throughout the song. I even felt him as he pulled my body against his.
Nothing is better than making out at a Marilyn Manson concert.
