General POV:

"Now you're in the stars and six feet's never felt so far, here I am alone between the heavens and the embers." The crowd roared as they sang along with Benson Boone, who stood singing on the stage. He was surely pouring his heart out and looked like shit, emotionally. He could never look like shit appearance wise, in Luna's eyes.

"Doesn't he look so cute? Aw, bless his heart." Luna said, shouting to her sister, Starr.

"You're just saying that because you have a big fat ass crush on him." Starr yelled back, putting her hands high into the sky.

"Shut up, Starr. You probably have a crush on him." Luna bickered back, putting her tongue out at her. "Plus I have a boyfriend."

"Oh, so you're a liar and a cheater now? Wait until I tell Hunter-" Starr said, before getting slapped on the arm by Luna.

This broke out a fight between them and they started fighting like weirdos, hitting each other back and forth. This is the type of sisters that they were, the annoying ones who piss off each other until they have each other's hands on each other's throats. But they still loved each other to bits. This was just what was normal to them. Cute, right?

As soon as they stopped slapping each other on the arm, they looked up at the stage as Benson had finished the song and it looked like he wasn't going to sing anymore songs as he had just ran off the stage in tears.

"Wait, what happened?" They both asked in unison. They started searching the crowd and asking everyone what had happened.

People had told them, well they theorised and had come to the conclusion that since Benson was performing the song, 'In the Stars' and because it was written about his dead grandma 'Gigi', he was finding it difficult to sing and was starting to tear up so that's probably why he ran. Bless him.

"Damn, that is so sad. Bless his heart." Luna said.

"Can you stop saying 'bless' him and stuff?" Starr said, rolling her eyes.

"What do you mean? He is literally sad because of his grandma, what more can I say?" Luna said, furrowing her brows.

"That is so sad, yeah. But like, is he sneezing every 5 seconds? No, so stop." Starr said.

Suddenly after Starr said that, the intercom speakers started to blare out an incredibly loud voice.

"TO THE PUBLIC, PLEASE EXIT THE PREMISES AS THE CONCERT IS NOW OVER. PLEASE AND THANK YOU, FOR YOUR PATIENCE AND TIME. WE HOPE YOU ENJOYED YOUR TIME HERE."

There were alot of "What a bloody waste!"s that were heard throughout the crowd, but all in all, they decided to call it a night and make their way home. They called a taxi home but instead of getting straight to home, Luna suggested to go to the nearest bar.

"Are we really gonna get drunk?" Starr giggled.

"Yes, yes. Yes, we areee!" Luna said, opening the door to leave after paying the driver.

They got to the bar and entered it. They saw so many cute guys who they would try and bribe to get them drinks. I mean, what else can you do when one of you is 20 and the other is 18? Bribery is the way to go.

"I'll go for that one, he's looking a little young-" Starr said, pointing out a guy, who looked around their age. "You can go for, hm, that one." She said pointing at some really ugly guy.

"No way! You can take that ugly toad! You can be his ugly princess. By the way, I'm not doing this stupid thing, you get the guys and the drinks, I'm gonna go to the bathroom or something." Luna said.

"Okay and nope, bye I'm taking the cute one." Starr said, her voice trailing off as she walked away and stood right in front of the young guy, twirling her hair strands in her fingers. She hoped her intense flirting and cute looks would buy her drinks, so she crossed her fingers.

Meanwhile, Luna was searching through the crowd to find a decent looking guy when some old,  heavy-looking man had decided to corner between him. 

"Uhm, hey." Luna said, breathing heavily as her chest moved up and down, in fear.

"Hey, pretty girl. What's your name?" The old guy said, slowly as if he was a fucking sloth.

"Uhm, I can't tell you, sorry." Luna said, trying to budge past him but he wouldn't budge. Fat shit.

"Hold on, pretty girl, you're not going anywhere so fast." He whispered and she tried to ignore the fact that his breath stank of shit mixed with weed and alcohol. "Not until I get something from you." He said, slipping his hands into her pants.

"Uhm, I feel very uncomfortable so can you please leave me alone and stop?" Luna said, grabbing his hand to take it out of her pants. But it was too late, as he was touching her skin now. "Please. Stop!"

He wouldn't listen so without thinking she started to cry, tears flowing down her rosy red cheeks. She continued to cry until someone came up to him and nudged him off.

"Hey, get the fuck off of her. What's your fucking problem, you fucking pedo!" A guy with curly brown hair said.

His back was turned against her so she couldn't tell who it was straight away but then it clicked. It was Benson. Benson Boone was here, at the same bar, currently pushing off a fat old guy off of her.

"You wanna start, you little cunt!" And with that, Benson punched the living shit out of him.

"Don't you dare fucking call me that."

"Ah, fuck. My mouth's bleeding now. Bastard!" He said, walking out the doors with a bloody mouth.

"Yeah that's right, leave! Dumbass." He said, cleaning his knuckles on his shirt. "Are you alright, Miss?"

"Yes, yes. I'm alright now, thanks to you, Benson." Luna said, side-smiling as she was still traumatised from what had just happened.

"How do you know who- Wait, are you a fan? I'm sorry, I'm just not used to people recognising me alot, I'm new to this whole 'artist' thing or atleast trying to be someone in the music industry." He laughed, trying to lighten up the mood. 

They slowly made their way to the counter and he ordered two drinks for them. Mission accomplished, well for her anyways. She hoped Starr had atleast gotten herself a drink for free.

"Yes. I was just at the concert you were performing like a bit ago, with my sister actually. I was quite surprised as to why you left, we were looking forward for it for months. But oh well, you don't have to tell me why. I was just asking and concerned about you." Luna said, rambling on forever and a day, but he didn't seem to care, he just started to smile when he thought she was done but she would add more words.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just got a little emotional because today marks 5 years since my grandma passed away and that song is written about her, as you may know, if you don't that's also fine aswell, but uhm-" He wiped his tears away. "Yeah, that's just why I ran off like that. Sorry to disappoint you, you mentioned you were looking forward for this concert for months-"

She cut him off and replied with, "Hey, it's fine. Benson, you don't need to talk or think about it. Take your time, no rush to explain everything now. Here, take my tissue." She pulled it out from her purse.

"Thank you." He said, wiping his eyes.

"Anytime, always." She flashed a smile at him. He looked up from his tissue and smiled back at her. He had to admit, she was pretty. Seriously, pretty. He just had to say it to her, he couldn't hold it back.

"You know, you are really pretty. I especially love the hair. You know, long brown hair." Benson said, laughing a little.

"Thank you, but my mum doesn't like it. By the way, I also, love your hair. It's very nice to look at." They both laughed, as she began to unconsciously fix up her hair and play with a few strands. "How do you tame it?"

"It's a wild beast, it just does what it does." Benson said, drily. 

"What did I say something wrong?" Luna began to panic.

"No, no!" He laughed. "Just being dry is funny to me."

"Ha! Okay then." Luna said.

"Nice tattoo, by the way. It's like your not even trying to hide it."

"Yeah, I'm proud of it. It's a moon tattoo, well because my name is Luna and Luna is like related to moons and stuff. My sister, Starr has a star tattoo because, well I think you can guess why?"

"Is she into stars?" He guessed sarcastically.

"Yes! Oh my gosh, how'd you know?" She laughed, before taking a sip of her drink.

"I don't know, I must be some sort of genius." Benson laughed alongside her.

"Oh shoot, I gotta actually go find my sister. But this was really fun, Benson. I mean, talking with my favourite singer of all time was NOT on my 2024 bingo card but oh well."

"Seriously?" Benson asked, taking a sip of his drink.

"Seriously! This shit does NOT feel real. Like I need to touch you," She took a pause, before realising she needed to continue and finish it off before he got the wrong idea. "To prove that you are real. You know, make sure you're not a hologram!" She nervously laughed.

"Oh, uhm. Sure? Give me hand?" He asked, putting a hand out, hoping she'd reach out for it. And then she did, she held his hand for a while, whilst he stared at her face. They then made eye contact and he immediately asked for her number. She ended giving it to him, knowing she has a boyfriend. 

"Well, I'll see you around, and we'll probably text, okay?" Benson said, standing up to give her a hug goodbye.

"Yeah, ofcourse! Bye, Benson. Thanks for the drink." She said, wrapping her hands around his neck and hugging him tightly. He hugged her even harder, before they finally let go of each other.

She pulled out her phone and immediately saw 7 texts and 2 missed calls from Starr and a few voice messages from Hunter. Oh shit! Whilst she played his voice messages, he sounded mad.

"Why have you got this new guy's phone number? Delete him or I'll do it for you. Call me back after." Is what said the message. 

Oh fuck! She was in a shit load of trouble! But also, she wondered why and how the fuck did he manage to see that when she just got his number minutes ago? Pretty scary...

She didn't really give a shit about what Hunter had to say so she just decided to call Starr instead as there was no way of finding her in the now crowded as shit bar. 

"Hey, where are you? I've tried to call you so many times and you didn't answer and I got so worried. I've had a few drinks so let's go home!" Starr said, the once hell of a panic in her voice now starting to fade away.

"Okay, okay I'm coming. Wait, guess who I was just with. FUCKING THE BENSON BOONE! He literally protected me from this old guy who tried to hit on me and he beat the living shit out of him! It was like a full on match for free. We talked alot aswell and he seems so nice."

"OH MY GOD! LUNA WHAT THE FUCK! You lucky bastard." Starr screamed over the phone.

 "Yeah, I know ahhh! I can hardly believe it. Also, Hunter is apparently tracking my phone 'cause he saw that Benson was on my contacts list now? Like, what a freak?" Luna said, sounding excited at the start but scared towards the end.

"Ew, what the fuck! I never knew he was like that. But I guess that's just him and his possessive little ass. He just cares, I guess." Starr replied calmly, yet disgusted.

"Yeah, I guess maybe you're right. Alright, I'm outside of the bar. Where are you?" Luna said, looking around with her phone to her ear.

"Yeah, I'm just at the exit doors. Here. Oh, I see you near the taxi, see you in 30 seconds ha."

"Okay, I see you now." Luna said.

They both ended up seeing each other, hugging after they hadn't seen each other for what was 30 minutes but felt like hours. They then got into the taxi and drove home, safe and sound.