You are the Reason (Johnny x reader)

A Singing Competition!

Avoiding the last car, Buster arrived at the restaurant and handed his bicycle to the server outside.
"Take care of her, will you? She may look old and rusty, but she is a classic.", he said and walked towards the entrance.
The server looked at him dumbfounded but then shocked as the handle broke off making the bicycle fall on the ground.

Before Buster walked in, a voice made him stop.
"Really nice to wait for me.", it said.
"Oh I forgot.", he muttered then turned towards the person, "(Y/N)!", he chuckled nervously.
(Y/N) stood in front of him with arms crossed and a mad frown.
"This is the last time you're leaving without me. Am I clear?"
"Yes, little sister."
"Good, let's go inside."

(Y/N), Buster and Eddie sat on a table in front of a giant water tank filled with squids.
"Okay, listen. We both know that my theater has been going through some pretty rough times lately but as the saying goes, "For every cloud, a silver lining." We've got ...", Buster said but Eddie stopped him.
"Hold on right there, Buster. My dad, he heard I was gonna see you two today, and he was all like, "Eddie, you tell that koala and his human sister I'm not funding any more of those shows, and that's final." Those were his words."
"Well, your dad's right. Those shows were the problem. War of Attrition. Rosie Takes a Bow. I mean, nobody wants to see that stuff anymore. So, what do we do?"
"Quit?"
"No way, Eddie. We worked so hard for it.", (Y/N) said.
"We give'em a show they cannot resist, which is gonna be..."
Buster got interrupted by the waiter who cleared his throat so he could take our order.
"J-Just one more minute, s'il vous plaît."
The waiter groaned and walked away grumbling.
"Merci."
"Don't speak French. They speak English here.", Eddie whispered.
"Now, our next show is gonna be-- drumroll, please (Y/N), ..."
(Y/N) drumrolled on the table waiting for the answer.
"... a singing competition."
"A singing competition? Who wants to see another one of those?", Eddie asked.
"Everyone! J-J-Just think. Your neighbor, the-the-the grocery store manager, that-that-that chicken right there!", Buster pointed at the chicken waiter who walked past them, "Everyone in this city gets a shot at being a star live on our stage."
"Buster, this is a terrible idea."
"Oh, no, it's not. Real talent from real life. That's what audience want, and I'm gonna give it to'em!"

Buster slapped his fist on the spoon making it fly and hit a bull's head who was on the phone. The action made him let go of his phone falling in his soup splashing him in the face and his suit.
"C-Can we please just get out of here?", Eddie pleaded.
"Don't you want to eat?", Buster asked.
"Yeah, but we can't afford any of this."
"He's right, Buster. It's too expensive here."
"Yes, I know, and that's why ...", he took out his lunch box, "I brought sandwiches."
He tossed one sandwich to (Y/N) and Eddie.
"Uh ... that's not allowed. Ugh.", he groaned as peanut butter drop on his shorts.
"Buster, are you crazy? This is a 5-star restaurant. They're going to kick you out.", (Y/N) scolded at him.
"What, you don't like peanut butter and jelly? Okay, look. I got cream cheese, I got banana ...", he listed then yelped as the waiter grabbed him and threw out the restaurant.
He spluttered getting up as (Y/N) and Eddie came out of the restaurant, (Y/N) holding Buster's things.
"I tried to warn you but you didn't listen.", (Y/N) mentioned what she said before.
"You okay?" Eddie asked.
"Yep. Never better."

I'm so sorry for the long delay. I didn't have much time to update because of homework. I will update one or two more chapters today and next week I will update Wednesday because I'm going to Frankfurt, Germany, with my school and I have to be there at the school at 6 am. The ride from Belgium to Germany will take a while so I will take the time to update a few chapters. Sorry again for the long delay. Comment if you like. No insults.