You'll be mine

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This is dedicated to my bestie Liv xx
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I don't know what possessed me to agree to go to The Vamps gig.

I wasn't a fan, I hadn't really listened to them and didn't plan to.
They seemed to me, just another boy band, average singers who only get by in the music business because of their 'perfect' look.

My friend had invited me as she had an extra ticket.
Her dad's loaded so she had front row seats. I didn't want to go though.

Honest.

She forced me.

It was a 'once in a lifetime' opportunity she'd said, I wouldn't be that close to another artist in my life.

I could be if I wanted to!

Which I didn't.

"Please Liv!" She had whined. "I don't want to be the loner by myself at a concert, come on it'll be fun!"

I caved in, her pleading was to much to stand and decided I had to do this, for Bella's stability and sanity...

No matter how much I now hated Brad, or whatever his name is, and his posse...






*Night of the concert*

Bella came to mine to get ready, she looked nice in light jeans and a plunging vest with THE VAMPS printed in bold letters on the front. I was there in my basic jeans and tank top, I felt uncomfortably underdressed.

"Come on Liv! I know you don't want to go but please try to look at least a bit excited?" Bella looked at me sternly.

"Ok..ok!" I muttered and put on a fake grin. "Let's just get this over with."

"Finally you understand how absolutely amaze it is we will get to be up front at a concert!" she squealed.

I didn't hear the rest of what she was saying, I had tuned out.

All I could think about was how boring this was going to be and how Bella was going to have to repay me.

"Ooo my dads here to pick us up!" I heard her squeal.

She was way too excitable,.. like a puppy with a new chew-toy.

I climbed into their Mercedes and we sped off.

Bella went on and on about the lead singer, Brad, all the way there. She started to talk about how he loves indie-rock music.

This caught my attention, I didn't believe her.

"Bella you idiot. They aren't like us. The songs I've heard are the same old hip hop chart stuff." I looked at her smugly. "They're just a silly boy band with no real taste in music!"

She stared out of the window and laughed quietly. "Just you wait until you listen to them!"

We arrived at the arena quickly and that was when Bella hit me with it.

"Umm Liv, after the concert...." she mumbled slowly.

"What? Spit it out for gods sake!"

"We are going to meet the band. My dad got us backstage passes." She looked down at the floor and shuffled her feet.

"Well whatever. I can do a quick meet and greet it's not like I'll die if I have to talk to them. They won't be interested anyway, they probably do this all the time with silly little fans."

She climbed out of the car and marched towards the arena.

"I'm not a silly fan, I'm James or Brads dream girl and they will fall for me!" She called back.

I smirked shaking my head as I followed her in.

BRAD

"Come on guys stop messing about!" I shouted over the noise, unnoticed.

I sighed.

Connor was currently in the mode of his alter ego: Davey Jones, so 'Davey' and James were jumping around the dressing room air guitars in hand.

Tristan wasn't anywhere to be seen, he had left the room a half hour ago and hadn't returned.

I dragged a hand through my hair, I'm totally stressed out.

When did I become the sensible one?...

As if on cue, Tris walks back in and flops onto the sofa. James and Connor stop their guitar smashing and race over to him. So I cant get their attention but he can?!

I stroll towards him calmly and ,with his head in a pillow, I could hear a faint grunt from his direction.

"Tris what's up?" I asked, I wasn't particularly worried. After all it was Tris....

"I'm in LOVE!" He shouted into the pillow.

"Ooo with who?" Connor asked still with the accent of Davey...

I suddenly jumped onto Tris and he fell to the floor, still not reacting. As I sat on his back I laughed, "So who's the lucky lady then?"

James ran over with a megaphone and screamed in his ear, "GET UP YOU LAZY ARSE AND TELL US!"

Everyone couldn't stop laughing and even Tristan mustered a giggle into the carpet.

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