Band Imagines

AA - Ben Bruce

Blogger Blues

Y/N

You were a pretty popular music blogger and had a successful YouTube channel that was centred around your love of music and video games. There was nothing more you loved to do than attend concerts of your favourite bands, but luck had dealt you a crappy hand when you tried to get tickets to see Asking Alexandria but they mysteriously all sold out. This never happened to you and you were upset because they were your favourite band of all time, it may have started because you had a crush on Ben but as the years passed it became all about their music and lyrics.

You open up a new blog post on your site and decide to update your readers, they loved hearing your funny concert stories but this week they'd have to do without. It was a pretty simple post explaining that the tickets were sold out and you were upset because they were your favourite band etcetera, but it served its purpose to get all your negative feelings out.

BEN

For some strange reason my social media had been blowing up all day, yes being in a band meant I got my fair share of Twitter notifications but my phone wouldn't stop vibrating. I had enough and excused myself from the tour bus much to the relief of the guys who had threatened to break my phone if I got one more notification.

As I scrolled through the hundreds of notifications I recognised who my followers were tweeting about. y/n was well known in the band world, she'd done interviews and YouTube videos with other band members but never with Asking Alexandria because the work schedules always seemed to clash. Her blog was quite an amusing read because she didn't hold back; it was safe to say I was a fan of hers and knew that she liked the band.

Multiple tweets mentioned her most recent blog post and how she wasn't able to get tickets to see us perform tonight and that I should do something because I was Ben Bruce. I could easily get her a backstage pass and it would be a great excuse to meet her in person, her Fifa videos had all the guys in stitches and they'd thank me later.

Y/N

You normally ignored your Twitter DMs but something told you to read the one that just made your phone ping. You weren't expecting anything grand until your eyes landed on the sender and you let out an inhuman noise and started jumping around your living room. Thankfully you lived alone so could freak out without your parents telling you to be quiet. Ben Bruce from Asking Alexandria had messaged you, why the hell would he message you of all people? Then you remembered your blog post and put two and two together.

@benjaminbruce: Heard you wanted to come to show tonight. Meet me at the stage door at 6 and I'll give you a backstage pass, can't have our biggest fan missing out...

You had the best fans ever, they must have pestered Ben to death after you posted. Now you had less than an hour to get ready and meet Ben at the stage door. You sent a silent prayer that this wasn't some sick joke because that would break your heart if he ended up making a fool of you.

BEN

6 pm rolled around and I had to tell the guys because they questioned why my eyes were constantly on the stage door, they were equally ecstatic to meet y/n but said they'd keep their cool because of their reputations. At about five past my phone pinged and I saw a message from y/n stating she was outside. I all but ran to the door and flung it open nearly smacking y/n in her beautiful face; shit did I just call her face beautiful? I tried to compose myself while she laughed and brushed some of her candyfloss green hair off of her face.

"Why Ben was someone eager to see me?"

I scoffed before dangling the backstage pass above her head causing her to pout, she was a lot smaller in person then what you saw behind the computer screen.

"If anything you're eager to see me y/n. I read your blog so I know I'm your favourite member. What do I get in return for this pass?"

Her face blushed red and I knew I had her, but then she composed herself and tapped her fingers on her chin before smiling.

"If you give me the pass I'll kiss you, Ben. Clearly, you're a fan of mine because you're talking about a pretty old blog post."

Was she being serious? I leant down and she stood on her tip toes, but before I could kiss her she smirked against my lips and grabbed the pass from my hand.

"If you want the kiss Bruce you're going to have to earn it."

She laughed and put the pass around her neck before patting my shoulder. I shook my head and grinned.

"Oh, it's game on y/n."

Her eyes widened and she all but ran behind me through the stage door with me quick on her heels. No one left Ben Bruce hanging, I would get my kiss.