You were a famous singer, your father had hired a new bodyguard for you despite how much you whined. You had the habit of running into fan crowds and always had all the security guards chasing after you while you sang songs and ran through fan crowds

Looking at your fans cheering you on, you look back at the security guards with a smirk and was about to run straight into the crowd again but you felt someones arm wrap around your waist and pulled you back

“Your not going anywhere miss…”