What's worse than being dragged to the fanmeet of a group you've never listened to?
Finding one of them to be a previous one-night stand.
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"Stop smirking," I hiss, my face burning. "That was a one-time thing."
He blinks at me innocently, ruining it by the smirk still on his lips. "Sure, beautiful."
The staff is beckoning for us to move on and Hannah steps over to the next guy but I pause, leaning over the table, closer so that there's no chance anyone could hear.
"I am not the kind of girl who usually does stuff like that," I hiss, glaring as his smirk only seems to grow. "I didn't know who you were and if you breathe a word of what happened to anyone - "
"Relax. It's not like I'm going to advertise my private life." He smirks at me, pushing his hair out of his eyes again, leaning back in his chair. "I'll see you around."
"No, you won't."
He chuckles lightly. "I still need my shirt back."
