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Post by aerin "ace" camden emerson on Mar 8, 2012 20:23:15 GMT -5
Ace followed Scotty closely, looking around the place slowly. "It's kinda hot out here, huh?" He asked, just assuming it was because there were so many people. He could see the guy they had come to watch leaned over the front of the stage, talking to some photographer. He was amazed at how many girls there were here, considering the guy seemed gay. He was wearing more makeup than his mother had.
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Gavin waited patiently for Clinton to fix his makeup, his blue eyes looking up at the sky. "Hey Clinton?" He asked, looking down at him. He reached over, fixing a piece of his hair. He looked around the crowd, grabbing Clinton's hand and pulling him a little closer so Clinton could hear him. "The only reason I didn't want you to show any affection is because all these reporters still have the stories about my ex beating on me and raping me.. And I didn't want them to portray you as that.." He leaned down, kissing him gently.
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Post by clinton rick tyler on Mar 8, 2012 20:34:49 GMT -5
Scotty smiled pulling Ace along behind him, his hand wrapped tightly around his. "Yea..everyone is pretty smashed together." he said looking back at him. He was looking around for a spot that was good enough for him and Ace. he loved Gavin..a lot. He had always thought he was hot and he loved his music. He was thankful that he was able to steal Ace for the night..to take him away from his misery and just be a normal couple. "Is here good?" he asked as he found an open area and pulled Ace close, standing behind him.
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Clinton chewed on his lip as he was fixing Gavin's makeup. He hated it if it wasn't perfect, honestly he couldn't stand it. It made him look messy and he thought it made the pictures look strange. Clinton tucked the eye liner pencil into his back pocket and was about to leave when he heard Gavin say his name. "Yea?" he asked moving closer to him. Clinton smiled kissing him back briefly. "I know Babe...it's okay..I understand okay?" he said smiling up at him.
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Post by aerin "ace" camden emerson on Mar 8, 2012 20:41:35 GMT -5
Ace smiled, nodding his head. He wrapped his arms around himself, then started to trail his fingers up and down Scotty's arm. He watch the guy kiss the photographer and smiled. "You didn't tell me he had a boyfriend." He looked up at Scotty, kissing his jaw. "But he's not as cute as you said he was. You said he was hot, but he doesn't even come close to you." He said with a smile, lacing his fingers in the spaces between Scotty's.
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"Okay.." Gavin said, pulling himself to his feet. He walked to the back of the stage, fixing his hair. He put on his mic pack, listening to the guitarist, the drummer, and the bassist tuning their instruments. He grabbed his bottle of water, taking a drink out of it before he moved behind the curtain. He put his ear pieces in, drowning out the sound of the now screaming crowd.
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Post by scotty xavier mason on Mar 8, 2012 20:49:42 GMT -5
"What did you think of that?" Scotty asked grabbing Ace's hand as they started moving through the crowd. He was heading to the side, hoping to get out of the giant mob of people. He wasn't sure if Gavin would be signing autographs or not after the show but he kinda hoped he was. He wanted to stay out with Ace as long as he could, just the thought of him having to leave made his body ache.
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Clinton snapped a final picture as he watched Gavin walk back off the stage. He watched him from a distance, snapping the occasional picture. He probably wouldn't be giving the final pictures to the manager, he just loved having them. He loved capturing the pictures that he didn't mean to. Like Gavin glancing over at him smiling.
After a few minutes Clinton walked over to him. "I got some good pictures of you.." he said with a smile grabbing on to his hand. "You did well tonight."
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Post by aerin "ace" camden emerson on Mar 8, 2012 20:55:54 GMT -5
"That was fun." Ace said with a smile. He watched as Gavin walked around the stage, holding the guy with the camera's hand.
"He's got pretty eyes, doesn't he?" Gavin asked Clinton, pointing to Ace. Ace blushed, looking down at his feet. Ace didn't like hearing people compliment him. He had been so used to hearing people downgrade him that compliments just didn't sit well.
"Well, don't look down!" Gavin said, tipping his chin back. Ace held Scotty's hand tighter, obviously scared. "You're a handsome boy. What's your name?"
"Ace.." Ace mumbled, looking over at Clinton.
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Post by scotty xavier mason on Mar 8, 2012 21:02:23 GMT -5
Scotty couldn't help but narrow his eyes when he saw someone pointing at Ace and commenting about his appearance, it always made him nervous.
Clinton nodded, "Yea..they are so blue.." he said smiling and reaching for his camera wanting to take a picture of them. Of him.
"Don't touch him." Scotty said staring down at Gavin. He didn't care if he was famous, or if he loved his music. Ace didn't like people touching him. And Scotty didn't like it when Ace was scared.
"Gavin.." Clinton said reaching to grab his hand. "The kids shaking give him some room." he said softly looking back to Ace. "I'm a photographer and I really like your eyes, can I take a picture of them?"
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Post by aerin "ace" camden emerson on Mar 8, 2012 21:12:03 GMT -5
Ace blushed, eyeing Clinton cautiously. It was a strange thing to ask, as far as Ace was concerned. "My eyes are no bluer than his." He said, pointing to Gavin.
"They actually are.. They like, glow." He said with a smile, putting his hands in his pockets. "You could con someone into murder with those eyes. I kid you not."
Ace just looked away, chewing on his lip again. "I don't really think my foster father would appreciate that.." He mumbled, looking down to hide the fact that he had a broken nose and a black eye. He dug the toe of his shoe in the dirt. Gavin bent down, looking up at him.
"Look up. You'll make a hole in your shoe." He said with a smile, and Ace looked up again, knowing no better than to obey him.
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Post by scotty xavier mason on Mar 8, 2012 21:18:21 GMT -5
Clinton wanted to freak out on Gavin, but he knew that since so many people were still around he couldn't. It bothered him that he couldn't see that the kid was clearly bothered by him.
Scotty pulled Ace closer to his body, not liking how he was being treated. "Hey dude..I don't care how famous you are. Don't tell my boyfriend what to do." he said glaring at him.
Clinton watched what was happening. He didn't know what he should do. If anything he felt bad for the boy. He was clearly scared and unsure of what to do. And his boyfriend seemed really protective of him.
"Gav.." he said reaching out to grab his hand. "Did you guys enjoy the show?" he asked smiling at them.
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Post by aerin "ace" camden emerson on Mar 8, 2012 21:30:08 GMT -5
"It's okay, Scotty.." Ace said, wincing a bit as he was pulled over. "Be gentle.. I have three broken toes.." He said, reaching a hand up to rub the back of his neck. His foster father was keeping him away from water, threatened that if he used it, he would break more than his nose.
"Okay, okay. Fuck." Gavin said, looking around at the rest of the people. The crowd had thinned a lot.
"It was alright, I guess.. I don't go to concerts.." Ace said with a shrug. The stage lights came on and Ace raised a hand to his face, trying to shield his eyes.
"Uh, Clinton?" Gavin pulled on his hand. He let go of his hand, pulling him down to his level. "His nose is broken.. And he can't be older than like, sixteen. And I doubt his boyfriend hit him or that he's fighting.." He whispered, then kissed the side of his head. "And that's what we're eating tonight." He said, nodding his head. "Unless you don't like olives."
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Post by scotty xavier mason on Mar 8, 2012 21:39:51 GMT -5
Scotty frowned nodding. "Sorry baby.." he whispered kissing his neck. He had water with him like always but Ace refused to use it. Which he hated. That Ace had to be in pain for the pure pleasure of someone else.
Clinton watched the boys every moment, trying to figure out his story. When he saw him covering his eyes he moved over about, trying to shield the bright light from his vision. Clinton nodded listening to what Gavin had to say. It made sense. His boyfriend seemed protective about him and the kid did say something about a foster father.
"It's late..and you two seem tired and hungry." he said smiling. "Want to come to the hotel with us? We could get you some medical treatment.."
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