"in your wildest dreams hemmings"
"you know it baby"
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can maddison clifford endure another tour with her brother and his bandmates, the harsh reality of social media and her ever growing feelings for a certain blonde boy?
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[third person]
Maddi giggled and looked shyly at the ground. She'd been chatting with Dean, the only member of the sound crew who wasn't in their late 40's and married. Dean was the young (and very attractive) son of 5sos's sound manager.
"So you're up to do something later in the week then?" Dean bit his lip, Maddi's knees felt weak. Not to mention his very strong English accent made him a lot more appealing.
"Definitely, I'll give you my number," Dean fished for his phone in is pocket, pulling it out and placing the device in Maddi's hand. She quickly typed in her number and placed her contact name as 'maddi clifford 🥰'.
"See you Dean," Maddi spun around on her heel, making sure to add emphasis on her hips as she walked away. Dean quickly scurried out of the building, not believing his luck in scoring such a hot girl's number.
Maddi practically skipped her way into the dressing room, shutting the door behind her and waltzing in with a huge grin, a huge grin that did not go unnoticed by her nosy brother.
"What's got you so happy?" Michael asked, looking up from his Nintendo to look at his perky sister.
"Oh nothing, I've just scored myself a date for later in the week is all," Maddi shrugged her shoulders and plopped down on the only couch that wasn't occupied by a member of the headlining band. Michael was about to start an interrogation on who the hell she thought she was going out with when his speech was interrupted by a loud, and rather odd noise.
"What the fuck?" Ashton voiced everyone's thoughts as the group all now stared at the lead singer, water from his water bottle dribbling down his chin. The odd noise being the spit-take Luke just performed. Maddi couldn't go on a date. He liked Maddi.
"Do you have a problem Lucas?" Maddi suddenly piped up. Curious as to why her rather mundane news seemed to spark such a shock from Luke, of all people.
"Yes Maddi, I do," Luke gritted his teeth slightly, jealousy settling in his stomach, "can I speak to you outside?"
Luke immediately rose from his seat, making a beeline for the door and holding it open with an expectant look at Maddi. She stood up as well, shooting a confused glance at Ashton, who shot one back, before she followed the blonde boy out of the door.
