Cole imagine for Amy! I’m so sorry this is late af, but I hope you like it!
“We’re gonna choose someone to come up here, so make some noise if you want that to be you!” Gabe yelled out to the crowd.
“I think she’s the most excited!” Cole pointed to a girl on the other side of the audience.
“Nah, this one is,” Dana’s hand caught mine and pulled me onto the stage. “What’s your name?”
“Amy,” I said breathlessly. It felt like I had just gotten the wind knocked out of me, but in a good way.
“Nice to meet you, Miss Amy,” Cole said with a grin before Dana could even respond.
Dana shot a look towards him, but it was gone in a second and he turned to face the crowd. “Let’s kick this off with a little song we call Touchdown Dance!”
“Hey, do you know the dance?” Cole whispered to me as the intro played.
“Not really,” I admitted bashfully.
“It’s pretty easy,” he shrugged and winked at me. “Don’t worry, I’m sure you’re a great dancer.”
Unfortunately, no, I was not a good dancer, but Cole made sure I knew what I was doing for the duration of the song. He was such a gentleman, even with a stare that felt like it was burning right through me. It didn’t waver when we were dancing along to the song or while I was waiting in line during the meet and greets after the show.
“Hey, Cole’s staring at you,” my friend pointed out. We were just a few feet away from the band, almost there, and all I could think about was talking to Cole again.
At long last, the group in front of us moved on, leaving a spot for me to talk to the band. Dana and Gabe were the closest, so I hugged them first before moving on to Cole. He grinned and enveloped me in a huge bear hug. “Hey again, Amy.”
“Hi,” I smiled back. “Could I get a picture with you?”
“Totally,” he pulled me close enough that I could hear his quiet words. “As long as you agree to go on a date with me.”
My heart stopped. Here was my favorite band member asking me out on a date, so what did I do? I did the most impulsive thing I had ever done and kissed him. He seemed taken aback by my suddenness, but kissed me back for a few moments until I stepped back.
“I’ll take that as a yes?” he raised his eyebrows with amusement.
“Yes,” I nodded happily and wrote my number on his hand with his autograph pen. “Give me a call when you can.”
The call came later that night after the VIP part was done and the band had some time to get something to eat. After a great first date, we officially started a relationship. While we had been worried about his fans’ reaction, they seemed to accept it and we couldn’t have been happier.