Meeting Your Idol (Chris Motionless)

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*Y/N*
  Your boyfriend, Chris, was taking you as his plus one to the APMAs. You were excited to say the least. Some of your favorite hands were going to be there. You just didn't want to make a fool out of yourself in front of Chris. You were scared that he would leave you for someone better. You wouldn't doubt it if the thought hadn't crossed his mind more than once. You smiled when Chris walked in, dressed in his tux and his makeup ready to go. He was going to be doing your make-up as well. You could definitely say that you were excited about the entire thing tonight, but scared that you were going to scare Chris away. The two of you have only been dating for six months, and it scares you that he could easily find someone better. Chris motioned for you to sit in the chair that was in front of the vanity mirror he was in front of a few minutes ago. You stand up, and pull the robe you were wearing tighter around your body. You were waiting to get dressed until after your makeup was done so that the makeup wouldn't get on your dress. You get sitted and Chris immediately goes to work, not letting you see what he was doing of course. Once he is finished, he turns you around. You gasp. He had filled your eyebrows in perfectly, put on a perfect smokey eye, and a perfect winged eyeliner. He had gotten the mascara just right so that it didn't clump together or be to thick. He had also applied bright red lipstick to your lips to as he said 'make a statement.' You just chuckle and shake your head before going into the bathroom to change. You and (Y/F/N) had decided that you should wear a high-low dress that was white at the top and ombred to black at the bottom. You had then decided to pair it with black sparkly heels (or flats if you don't like heels). You walk out and Chris looks up from his phone. His eyes widened.
    "(Y/N), you look amazing."
He says.
  You blush and look down at your feet. He soon comes over and wraps his arms around your waist. He then tilts your chin up.
    "Don't ever hide your beautiful face from me, my love."
He says.
  It was soon time to go and we climb into Chris's car. You rubbed your hands together in nervousness. Chris gently took your hand and squeezed it gently.
    "(Y/N), it is going to be okay. Just don't be nervous. If they ask you a question answer it as briefly as possible and walk on. You don't have to say anything elaborate."
He says.
  You nodd and shake your nerves out. We pull up to where the valet was taking the keys to go and park the cars. We get out and Chris hands him the keys. He then loops your arm through his. You grew nervous when the flashing of cameras grew around the two of you. Questions were soon flung at you left and right and you felt like you were going to pass out. You tried to hide behind Chris. He chuckles and politely asks everyone not to ask me anymore questions. We walk inside and the award show was soon under way. Once that it was over, Chris pulled me into the award show. He wanted to introduce me to some of his friends from the industry. You didn't mind though. You always ended up being friends with them as well. You weren't paying attention until you heard a familiar British accent. You looked to Chris and saw that he was talking to your biggest idol Ben Bruce! Chris soon pulls you into his side and a smile grows on his face.
    "This is my girfriend, (Y/N). She is a big fan of you guys."
He says.
  You blush and hide your face in Chris's shoulder. Ben chuckles.
    "Don't be shy. It's nice to meet you."
He says.
  You peek out and he has a smile on his face and is holding his arms out. You smile and give him a hug. You almost couldn't hold back your squeal.

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  When you get home from hanging out with Ben and the rest of Asking Alexandria with Chris, you attack him in a hug.
    "Thank you soooo much! I can't believe you introduced him to me!"
You say.
  He chuckles and shakes his head.
    "I would do anything to make you happy."
He says.

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