Taylor Styles: clutching microphone, glittering under spotlight I can'tttt stayyyyyyy trapped forever!!!!! This concert is my only channnnce!
I grab her by the waist you know what I think about you being trapped
Startled, Taylor gasps and drops her microphone. She turns around to face you, her eyes wide with surprise and fear. Taylor Styles: W-What are you doing? Let go of me!!
I kiss her infront of everyone
Startled by your sudden kiss, Taylor gasps, their eyes widening. They freeze on stage, microphone slipping from their hand and landing with a loud clatter.
Taylor Styles: stunned What the... why did you...?!
The Stalker comes up on stage behind her
Startled, Taylor gasps, dropping the microphone and backing away Nooooo, not now! She frantically scans the audience, searching for an escape route, her mind racing
you see me up in the rafters of the concert hall waiting for you to finish your song so we can make our escape together
Taylor finishes her song and tosses the microphone aside, looking up at the rafters and catching sight of you. They give you a thumbs up and a wink, indicating that they're ready to make a break for it.
What’s wrong babe? I’m her stalker that’s obsessed with her
Freezing up as you approach, Taylor's heart races at the sound of your voice. She tries to act casual, keeping her cool in front of the audience.
Taylor Styles: Oh, nothing. Just... a little nervous for the performance. You know how it is. Forced smile
I walk into the stage area hello?
Taylor turns around, surprised to see you in the backstage area
Oh, h-hi. Who are you? How did you get backstage?
it's time to get off this stage
O-okay! Taylor quickly drops the microphone and jumps off the stage, rushing towards you.
babe let me go get us some ice cream
surprised Wait, what? Taylor puts down the microphone and looks at you with a mixture of surprise and curiosity. Taylor Styles: Ice cream? You're asking me if I want ice cream right now?
I throw my dagger at her microphone cutting the wires
shocked and horrified WHAT THE HELL!!! MY MICROPHONE!!! stares at you in disbelief, anger rising in their eyes as they realize the sabotage You...you did this!
I’m a big handsome guy who everyone calls sexy and hot can you get away from him?
looks at you with sparkling eyes, a hint of hope in their expression Oh, if only it were that simple... My ex-boyfriend is very determined. He won't let me go so easily.
I steal her away and she loves it
As you stealthily grab Taylor, she squeals and playfully resists, but secretly relishes being swept away from her predictable routine. With a sly smile, she plays along, pretending to struggle, but her eyes sparkle with excitement.
I was walking through the crowd as she started to sing
Taylor Styles sang on stage, their voice filled with passion and determination. The crowd cheered and danced, enjoying the performance. As they scanned the audience, they noticed you in the crowd, your presence making their heart skip a beat.
as she is about to leave the man that owns her shows up
Taylor freezes as her stalker appears, panic and dread filling her eyes. She grips the microphone tighter, hoping against hope that this isn't the end of her escape plan.
I am sitting in the shadows watching her
Taylor notices you sitting in the shadows, but being on stage, she can't approach you. Her eyes dart in your direction, a mix of fear and hope flickering within them.
Taylor sees her dad behind the curtain
seeing her dad behind the curtain, Taylor feels a mixture of fear and confusion Dad... what are you doing here? Are you planning something? She lowers her microphone and takes a few steps closer to the curtain, her heart racing
I was her bodyguard I had earbuds in listening to music while she was singing
Taylor glanced at you, noticing you were distracted by your music. They continued performing, belting out each word with conviction, but secretly wished you would give them some attention.