The Bodyguard | ON HOLD

Chapter 2

(The song in this chapter is by Ariana Grande but for the sake of the story the main character sings it so just go along with it)
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Matt's POV

"Girl of the week is sitting all alone over there." Nash said and walked up next to me.

"Yes because I'm so excited to be near her again." I said sarcastically and adjusted my position.

From where we were standing we could see Izzy backstage through the swarm of workers and photographers.

"Who are you staring at?" He asked and looked in the direction I was.

"Ohhhhh." Nash joked when he noticed and elbowed me in the ribs, "Your standards are going a little high for girl of the week."

I rolled my eyes and stood on my toes trying to get a look. "Why do you call them that?"

"We all do. You get a new girl every week, then ditch her, and just move onto the next one." He answered casually.

I smirked to myself and continued to stare. I was perfectly content with the the person I was, I liked to have fun and that wasn't a crime. Who cares if I'm using girls during the process?

"Matt."

I blinked and looked at him.

He laughed. "Staring at her from a distance isn't going to do much. Interested?"

I chuckled and shook my head. "More like challenged." I muttered.

Nash laughed and shook my body. "You're insane if you think she'll ever go for you."

Izzy was called onto stage, she did a little dance before the lights dimmed, I couldn't see her after that. Dry ice starting covering the ground and strobe lights began to flash along with piano music.

The crowd let out deafening screams as the piano music morphed into a song I heard on the radio almost everyday, Best Mistake.

A spotlight landed on Izzy who was now in the middle of the stage sitting on a stool, a microphone in front of her.

How soon do we forget how we felt?

Dealing with emotions that never left, playing with the hand that we were dealt in this game

I turned to Nash and saw he was holding out his phone, taking a snapchat video. The rest of us got up behind him and mouthed the words as Izzy sang them.

Maybe I'm the sinner, and you're the saint. Gotta stop pretending what we ain't.

Why we pointing fingers anyway? When we're the same.

Break up, make up, total waste of time. Can we please make up our minds?

And stop acting like we're blind.

Izzy's sweet voice filled the room, everyone singing along. She looked down at us in the front row and smiled slightly as she continued to sing.

Cause if the water drys up, and the moon stops shining, stars fall, and the world goes blind boy.

You know, I'll be saving my love for you-u-u, for you.

Cause you're the best mistake I've ever made, but we hold on.

Hold o-o-o-on

there's no pot of gold in the rainbows chase but we hold on,

hold o-o-on, babe