You were patiently waiting for Trent, your boyfriend, to emerge from the backstage doors. You had been watching from the wings of the stage the whole show and couldn't wait to get him all for yourself again. You wanted to be with him really bad.

When they all came out, they turned and didn't even bat an eye to you. They went straight out to the lobby. It was typical that they had some sort of interview after the show, so you didnt think much of it. You waited for them to come back.

You waited for a long time. Being about half an hour. You sat in the green rooma dm you were about to get up and stomp out when they all came back. Everyone seemed nor.la and were chatting. Trent was...stoic. As always. But more...angry, and cold even. It wasn't until you got up that you noticed all of the kiss marks on his neck from random girls out in the lobby. Those kisses...weren't from you.

If you could any quicker, you stood up and glared at him for a moment before rushing out to find the girl that was doing that to YOUR boyfriend.