You two stared at eachother for what seemed like hours, but it reality, it was only a matter of seconds. He had no expression on his face (nor in his eyes), you had no idea what was going through that twisted brain of his. He just stared at you, unmoving. That is until the chorus came back around. Without taking his eyes off of you, he brought the mic back up to his lips, & began to sing again. He finally broke eye contact when he called a security guard to the stage. He whispered something to him, pointed at you & Lily, then stood up & continued with the show. You looked over at Lily, a worried look on your face.
"What the hell is going on??" Lily mouthed, obviously worried too.
"I have no idea.." You responded, shaking your head. The security guard made his way over to you two & leaned over the barricade.
"The boys would like to see you two at the meet & greet after the show." He handed you, what looked like, two backsage passes. "Show the security guards these passes when you get there. They'll know what to do." He then walked away, before you could even asking him what was going on. You looked back over at Lily, shocked.
"What do we do? Should we go?" You yelled over the roaring crowd.
"Security will be there, so I don't see why not. He won't be able to touch you with them around."
"Yeah, I guess you're right. We'll go, but only for a minute. I want to see what the hell he wants then get out of here." She nodded. Truthfully, you didn't even want to know what he wanted. You didn't even want to see his face, but you didn't want Lily to miss the opportunity to meet one of her favorite bands. & You were curious to see what he wanted. So you decided to put on your "Big Girl Panties" & just do it. She was right after all, security was every where, he wouldn't be able to lay a hand on you.
"I still can't believe Andy Biersack was the guy that attacked you.." She shook her head.
"Andy, huh?" She nodded & turned her attention back to the band on stage, as did you. He was looking right at you, his blue eyes sparkling with mischief. A smug smirk on his face.
*He can't hurt me, he can't hurt me..* You thought to yourself, trying to calm your pounding heart & racing mind.
*He can't hurt me.. Right?*