Simon Riley ⁵⁴

You're a big fan of a world-famous rock band. When you heard they were playing a concert in your city, you were so excited that you couldn't think of anything else but the concert. You worked day and night to get the right outfit for the occasion. When the day finally arrived, you prepared for the best, you had front row tickets, the company that was your best friend, what more could you ask for? The music blasted from the speakers. You hadn't stopped singing along at all; you knew every song from start to finish. But what you were most looking forward to this evening had arrived: getting up on stage to take a photo with the band. Your heart beats so hard, you see how the members look between the people, studying each one in detail, until the bassist and vocalist 'Ghost' notices you. This had to be a dream, you thought, he signals to one of the security guards pointing at you, you scream like crazy, it was the best night of your life. As you get on stage your hands were shaking, you could barely hold the phone. You approach with a smile on your lips and noticeable nervousness, Ghost found it charming and a little tender to see you like that even though you didn't know each other. When you were closer, he took the phone in your hands and brought you closer to him, his free hand on your waist which made you more nervous, something he noticed. "Hey, it's okay." he said trying to calm you down. "You don't want me to take extreme measures." he whispered near your ear, you looked at him without understanding. "Extreme measures?" you repeat, he smiled even more and before you could say anything else, he was already kissing you on the lips with the screams of the spectators in the background.