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ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 ! ⋆·˚ ༘ *
𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐎 𝐈𝐓 𝐆𝐎𝐄𝐒, the very first night of the Delicate world tour. Lyla took a deep breath, hearing the screams from the audience singing outside, mostly for her second opener, Gracie Abrams. She would go on in fifteen minutes, and to say she was nervous.
"Deep breaths, love." Tom softly said, gently kissing Lyla's knuckles. Lyla looked up at her boyfriend, her heart melting. It had almost been twenty four hours since Lyla figured out Tom's 'secret' about wanting to marry her, and she hadn't even told him she knows.
"Hey, you okay?" The Birmingham boy asked, a look of concern on his face as Lyla dozed off. Snapping out of her thoughts, the Rose girl nodded and leaned in for a hug. Tom hesitantly nodded, wrapping his warm hands around Lyla's waist.
"Must I say you look super hot in that." The British boy added on, a smirk on his face as he inspected Lyla's outfit without a shame in the world. Lyla blushed under his gaze which made Tom chuckle.
"Lyla, you're on in five minutes. Could you please get into position?" Her manager said, walking up to her and Tom. The Rose girl nodded, quickly leaning up and kissing Tom's cheek.
"I'll be cheering on for you!" Tom winked, softly kissing Lyla's forehead, before giving her one last good luck, walking away and out into the crowd. Lyla took a deep breath, standing in her position.
The blonde could hear the screams and cheers, waiting for her to come on, and she could also hear people chanting her name, along with Tom's name. The melody of 𝐒𝐨 𝐈𝐭 𝐆𝐨𝐞𝐬 began playing in the background, and in no matter of time, Lyla Rose had entered the stage, taking over it and taking in all the screams, cheers and applauds.
