17 | Bad Reputation

                                    

                                          
☆Respect another person's taste of music. It is a kind of manners.
                          
*No proofread.
                          
Bad Reputation
(Shawn Mendes)
                          
   "Parker."
                          
   "Lane."
                          
   Two bros, chilling on the stage. Five feet apart because they're straight.
                          
   And they both like you.
                          
   Natasha at the backstage, had no idea since did when Peter Parker arrives here and how did he even get on that stage? So she just stared at the three of you, frozen still.
                          
   "Can we at least do all this outsi--" You tried to interrupt.
                          
   "Really, kid? A concert confession?" Peter asked sarcastically.
                          
   "Don't call me a kid, take a look at yourself."
                          
   "This was not wise, Dylan. Not at all. Give me back my girl and we'll leave your concert to go on, then that's it."
                          
   "Your girl? She is not anyone's for now."
                          
   "Oh but she will, and definitely not yours."
                          
   "I'm right here---" You waved your hands but civil war 2 just started.
                          
   "Are you sure you want to start a fight right here? It's my concert Parker, people are all here for me." Dylan bluffed.
                          
   "More than half of them are my fans too." He smiled, the waved to the crowd and they screamed at him as a confirmation.
                          
   "You are not invited." Dylan started to get angry.
                          
   "That song was definitely about me too, so why not?"
                          
   "..." He breathed hardly, trying to keep his fists away from Peter's face.
                          
   "Are you sure you want it to end up nasty in front of the people, or let me help you make it easier?" Peter asked.
                          
   "What are you saying?"
                          
   "This." Parker smiled, then spoke through the microphone. "It's a surprise!!" He shouted at the crowd.
                          
   People was confused at first but then they started to laugh.
                          
   "It was all an act, guys." Peter smiled.
                          
   OHH.... The crowd muttered. They almost seemed disappointed not getting the drama they wanted.
                          
   He put his arms around Dylans and yours shoulder. "He invited me to sing today as well but unfortunately (Y/n) and I have a really important meeting in about..."
                          
   He pretended to look at his watch, which he didn't wear one.
                          
   "10 minuets! We have to go now, I'm really sorry, I hope you guys have fun with (Y/n)'s appearance today, thank you so much for inviting us Dylan!"
                          
   He waved at the crowd and grabbed your hands and walked off the stage, left Dylan Lane and the audience to be as confused as they could ever be.
                          
   Dylan stared at the stage's floor, he regrets doing it? No. He disappointed in himself for even though he knew and you knew he will never hurt you, there was no chance in hell you would choose him over Peter Parker.
                          
   But the show must go on.
                          
   He sat down on the piano seat, put the microphone back on its stand, saying.
                          
   "Sad songs, shall we?"
                          
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   "Nice save..." You said in a getaway car that Peter took you out of the concert.