★Paparazzi★

After Ben Barnes' wild, infectious and wonderful music show, you took as many photos of him as you could. You were finally walking out with the camera around your neck, until you felt a hand grab your shoulder firmly.

Where do you think you're going, stalker?~

It was Ben's voice. He whispered this in your ear, his voice could make anyone melt. He smiles, taking your arm and leading you to the empty dressing room

you come with me.