A Matter Of Time [Mike Posner fanfic]

Drug Dealer Girl

Caroline was crazy during the show to say the least. She went from just screaming, to screaming all the lyrics, to dancing by herself and then fist pumping, yes, I swear, fist-pumping.

That was probably one the most awkward things I had ever seen. And hanging out with Caroline, you tend to see pretty weird things. For instance we were at an after-party for a band I can't even remember the name of, and next thing you know there's two people on the kitchen table with zebra costumes on.

At first sight I thought I had drank too much, but then everyone else started noticing it, and they finally got kicked out after someone found out they were party crashers.

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So after playing 4 songs, Mike Posner, the singer of the group, I assumed anyways, I still wasn't certain, took a break. He walked off the stage after promising to be back in a just a couple minutes, and walked towards a couple of people standing by the opposite side of the stage. 

"Wow, he looks amazing tonight, don't you think? I mean, damn, he must work out a lot." Caroline asked rhetorically. I just laughed, knowing exactly where she was heading with this. 

"Caroline, he has to finish his show, then you can throw yourself at him, alright?" After letting her know, I almost had to hold her back because he ripped off his shirt right there, and put on the one an asisstant gave him. Then he took a varsity jacket from a different assistant and put that on as well. I could almost feel Caroline becoming very disappointed. 

Although I honestly had to admit, he looked hot as hell. Caroline was right, he definitely worked out, and we were definitely the recipients of his hard work for a moment while he was shirtless. 

He glanced around the backstage area for a moment, smiling when he saw Caroline, being held back by me, then sauntered back onto the stage.

"Are you ready to put your brains up?" He asked the crowd and was immediately answered by a chorus of yes' and yelling.

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 "It's just a matter of time

Before this all comes crashing down

The harder you try

The more we can see the real you

The real, real you------" His voice ended the last song, then he waved goodnight to everyone, and left the stage. 

Caroline had pretty much stood right next to the opposite curtain he left through the whole night, I had stood farther away mostly because I didn't want to ruin her creeper-ish moment.

I didn't mind it though either, I was really starting to love his voice, it was just rough enough around the edges, and smooth when it needed to be. Just listening to him was making me completely forget my previous problems.

Now that he was done the show though, Caroline was freaking out even more because the V.I.P. tickets meant that we got to hangout with him and his band at an after-party at a club down the street. 

I wasn't too excited because I wasn't a big drinker, due to Josh's recent booze-filled nights out. Also he never told me where he was going to be 'hanging-out' tonight, and it could be at that club because it did have strippers/dancers there. 

She kept blabbering on about how 'we were definitely going to all of his future shows from now on, because this concert was the best she'd ever been to.' I was trying to listen, but I just couldn't because I was staring out at the stage and at the huge crowd just beyond it. 

There were so many different people, and they were all there to see this guy and his band, it was crazy. and not too many of them were actually leaving yet, it's like they were all waiting for him to come back on and do another performance. 

It was crazy to me. 

I mean, it was pretty obvious his voice alone could keep most of the girls there, but a lot of the guys were hanging around too, smiling, and talking with other people. 

"He's coming over to meet us, one of the assistants just told me!" Caroline basically squeeled, and started hyper-ventilating. 

"Caroline, calm down. Seriously. He's just another person, who can sing." I said, and Caroline took a deep breath, and glared at me with dagger-filled eyes. 

"He has the best voice I've ever heard, don't you dare tell me he's just another guy! He's gonna go so far, and become so famous, so I need you to take like 200 pictures tonight. Seriously." She shoved her phone in my hand and went to stand next to his changing room door. 

I took several pictures of her making happy, and some very weird faces, than she moved to the curtain he had touched on his way out. She grabbed it somewhere around where he had, and made me take a picture of that too. 

"You all set to go ladies?" His voice was oddly close to my head, so I whipped right around and was basically face-to-face with him, my wedges making me look him eye-to-eye. 

"Of course we are Mikey! I mean, Mr. Posner!" Caroline immediately attached herself to his arm, and started guiding him towards the exit, where a coule of guys were waiting to escort us out of the building. 

Way to act normal Caroline, I thought to myself before slipping her phone in my pocket, and walking off after them.

"Hey, you going with Mikey to the club?" I turned my head to see a short brunette, walking somehow, gracefully on at least 5-inch heels over to me.

"Uh, yeah, I guess. Why?" I asked, wondering if I should even be talking to her, considering she didn't have a guest pass or a clipboard like alll of the asisstants had attached to them.

"Give him this, and tell him it's from Dannie, and he owes me." She then slipped an ounce of weed into my purse, winked at me, and walked away.

Oh shit, what did Caroline just get me into...