Chapter Three: Want

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" Baby, I'm yours and I'll be yours, until the scars fall from the sky, until the rivers all run dry, in other words, until I die "

~Vincent~

The crowd erupts in cheers and applause. I join in. They were awesome! Playing for 3 hours straight and I didn't hear a single crack in Brian's voice. That guy has the voice of an alpha. Just one note and he controls the whole crowd.

"Hey Vincent! Cindy and I are going out for some fresh air!" Ryan yells over the noisy crowd. And I roll my eyes

"What's the point? The concert's over"

"Uh..We know. We'll be back!" Cindy says, quickly dragging him back, he turns back and winks at me. I shake my head, smiling. Everyone knows what they're going to do.

"Vince, let's go backstage before the entrance gets too crammed and we won't be able to pass through" Drake says, his eyes drifting to Cindy and Ryan's retreating form. You've got to be fucking kidding me! He still likes her?

I sigh, nodding. I'll talk to him later. Jake and Amelia are nowhere to be found too. Lindsy joins us.

We walk to the already filled passage. We join the line. Someone pushes and I stagger, hitting the person behind me. I feel a cold splash on my shirt. Fuck.

I turn around. I freeze. This guy is beautiful. I'm not gay, but I know beauty when I see it. He stares at me, wide eyed, flushed.

"I-I'm s-sorry, I-I-fuck, uhhhh" He stutters and I chuckle, he sighs. I raise an eyebrow at that.

"It's fine. I should be the one apologising, sorry for hitting you. I'll just clean up when I go in" I say and he frowns, guilt still flooding his eyes.

"I-I can help you! I mean, that's if you need my help, of course, I have to! Uh, You can give me your shirt now" He says and then facepalms,  sighing. This boy's funny.

"It's fine, honestly" I say and he smiles, shit. I'd like to have him as a friend. I think it's time for new faces.

"I-If you're okay. Uh, still so sorry." I say and I smile. Turning around and  following the line.

When it gets to my turn, I hand the bouncer from before my pass and he lets me in immediately.

"Do you think this is a joke?!" I hear him yell and I turn around, I see the boy that was behind me, shaking.

"I'm sorry, I-I actually got one, it was in my pocket just now, I-"

"I-"

"-Just leave little boy" The bouncer says and he nods, turning around to leave. I hold his hand. He turns around, when wide. His cheeks crimson.

"He's with me"I say and the bouncer contemplates for a second then nods, letting him in.

"T-thanks." He squeaks in a little voice.

"It's fine. After all, if you can't enter, who would clean my shirt if I change my mind?" I tease, winking at him. We burst into laughter.

...

"Finally" I groan, staring at my white shirt, wishing I wore a darker colour instead. I was finally able to scrub the dark red stain away. Re smiles beside me. His name's Rehan

"But, it's still wet though"

"Yeah, I know. I'll just go around shirtless. I remove my vest. I notice his eyes stay a bit too longer on my abs. I smirk when he looks away. I work out when I'm angry, sad or frustrated. But with the way I eat, I'm surprised this 8 are still here.

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