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Madison's Spinnin Tour was such a hit; not only with her fans, but also with you. She was your girlfriend, and the two of you had started dating a few months ago.

Needless to say, she was completely enamoured with you. "Most folks need something big to conquer, something to do," she'd murmur, twirling a lock of your hair around her finger. "but they don't know what worlds I conquer when I'm kissing you."

She had a way with words, you could admit, but that just made her a better songwriter. It didn't take an idiot to know she loved you more than she'd probably love anyone else; the media ate it all up.

Anyway, she was now just finishing up a concert for the night. You watched as she blew kisses and waved the screaming audience goodbye.

Then she would come back to where you were, backstage. This was how it went after every show. You feel a pair of arms wrap around your torso, a face pressing into your back.

Madison laughs, pulling away. "There's my favourite fan." she mumbles, a fond smile on her lips, and she brushes a strand of hair out of your eyes. She takes a moment to look at you, before pressing a quick kiss to your mouth.

Her skin is a little moist from performing, a light blush forming across her cheeks from the heat. "How'd I do?" She leads you to the sofa, plopping down beside you when you sit. You can still hearing some screaming fans from her performance.