Warning: Reader Insert, Lemon in the next chapter
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Summary: Arthur Kirkland was the punk rocker of your dreams. He went to the same school as you but never seemed to notice you, that is until he heard your band play. Punk!England x Reader. Reader Insert. Lemon in second chapter.
Hey guys, another reader insert and this time with Punk!England. I hope you enjoy. The second chapter will contain lemon, I promise. Enjoy and please let me know what you think and what reader inserts you'd like to read next!
You peeked out at the crowd from backstage with a smile; you and your band were playing at a big punk rock festival in your area. You were up next and planned to play a small set with some of your favorite songs in it. When looking out you caught a glimpse of...him. You let out a surprised gasp and your heartbeat sped up a little. You doubled checked to be sure but there could be no doubt once you caught a glimpse of him again. Arthur Kirkland was here.
Arthur Kirkland was the lead singer of the biggest punk rock band in your town. You went to the same high school and you had to admit to yourself that you might have a small crush on him. Not that it mattered because after his band became successful you couldn't get near him to even attempt to talk to him. He always had a large crowd of people around him and the biggest bitch in the school was his current girlfriend.
There were rumors that he might be playing here tonight and apparently they were true. His band mates were sitting by him and his girlfriend was hanging on to his arm. He had a bored expression on his face; clearly he wasn't impressed by the current act. You tried to forget the fact he was there while preparing to go on but you couldn't help but think of how this might be the only chance to express how you liked him. This was also the first time he would hear your band play and you were secretly hoping he would like it.
You did a last check in the mirror, fixing your (h/c) hair with a thick (s/c) streak. You were wearing a black vest and a maroon tank top that had a black skull on it. You had your favorite pair of black skinny jeans and a dog tag necklace on.
"Wow _, you look awesome!" Your best friend and drummer Glibert said.
Your other band mates Francis and Antonio walked up, "Ready to go on?"
"Lets do this!" You said. You quickly discussed the songs you would be playing and did last checks before your band was introduced and you walked onto the stage.
You heard the opening cords to The Sharpest Lives by My Chemical Romance play. You grabbed the microphone and started to sing.
"Well, it rains and it pours when you're out on your own
If I crash on the couch can I sleep in my clothes?
'Cause I've spent the night dancing I'm drunk, I suppose
If it looks like I'm laughing I'm really just asking to leave
This alone, you're in time for the show
You're the one that I need," you looked at Arthur for the first time and he seemed to be attentively listening. His girlfriend on the other hand wasn't happy.
"I'm the one that you loathe.
You can watch me corrode like a beast in repose
'Cause I love all the poison away with the boys in the band
I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?" This time his bright green eyes met your (e/c) eyes and you held his gaze. He smirked as you continued the song.
"Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me
A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane abandoned me
There's a place in the dark where the animals go
You can take off your skin in the cannibal glow
Juliet loves the beat and the lust it commands
Drop the dagger and lather the blood on your hands, Romeo
I've really been on a bender and it shows
So why don't you blow me a kiss before I go?
Give me a shot to remember
And you can take all the pain away from me
A kiss and I will surrender
The sharpest lives are the deadliest to lead
A light to burn all the empires
So bright the sun is ashamed to rise and be
In love with all of these vampires
So you can leave like the sane abandoned me"
During the song you occasionally let your gaze wander to him but you tried to focus the rest of your attention on the audience that was singing and dancing along with you. You continued your set and the crowd's reception was really good. You couldn't help but notice that Arthur never lost interest in your performance and that playful smirk never slipped from his face. His girlfriend, on the other hand, couldn't stop glaring at you with a scowl on her face.
Before you knew it the time had come to play your last song. You had made a last minute change and informed the rest of the band of what you wanted to do and they had agreed. The song you had chosen was meant specifically for Arthur. Although your band hadn't planned on playing it you had played it in other venues and had plenty of practice with it so the last minute change was ok. You took a drink and stepped up to the microphone again as Girlfriend by Avril Lavigne began to play. You smiled and your eyes locked with Arthur's.
"Hey hey, you you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way, I think you need a new one
Hey hey, you you, I could be your girlfriend
Hey hey, you you, I know that you like me
No way, no way, you know it's not a secret
Hey hey, you you, I want to be your girlfriend
You're so fine, I want you mine, you're so delicious
I think about you all the time, you're so addictive
Don't you know what I can do to make you feel alright?
Don't pretend, I think you know I'm damn precious
And hell yeah I'm the mother fucking princess
I can tell you like me too and you know I'm right
She's like so whatever
You can do so much better
I think we should get together now
And that's what everyone's talking about
Hey hey, you you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way no way, I think you need a new one
Hey hey, you you, I could be your girlfriend
Hey hey, you you, I know that you like me
No way, no way, you know it's not a secret
Hey hey, you you, I want to be your girlfriend
I can see the way, I see the way you look at me" Arthur seemed to be growing more and more amused as his girlfriend grew more and more furious. She grabbed his face, forcing him to look at her at the perfect time.
"And even when you look away I know you think of me
I know you talk about me all the time again and again
So come over here and tell me what I wanna hear
Better yet, make your girlfriend disappear" His girlfriend got so fed up that she finally got up and stormed out of the room. Arthur, to your pleasure, stayed and he had a sly smirk on his face. He didn't even care that she left, she was really just a plaything and he was beginning to get tired of how bitchy and possessive she was.
"I don't wanna hear you say her name ever again
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in?
She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking?
In a second you'll be wrapped around my finger
'Cause I can, 'cause I can do it better
There's no other, so when's it gonna sink in?
She's so stupid, what the hell were you thinking?
Hey hey, you you, I don't like your girlfriend
No way, no way, I think you need a new one
Hey hey, you you, I could be your girlfriend(No way, no way)"
You finished the song and left the stage, very pleased with yourself. The crowd was going crazy. Your band mates were smiling and hugging you. Everyone was complimenting you as you made your way back out to the crowd to take your seats and watch the other acts. A few acts later Arthur and his band went walked onto the stage. Arthur was wearing a union jack t-shirt with a black leather jacket and skinny jeans. His band played through their set and you couldn't believe how amazing they were. You were a bit disappointed when he didn't look your way during the entire act. You were sitting where he had been, directly in front of the stage so he had to be deliberately avoiding looking at you. Then they were about to play their last song. Suddenly, She's a Rebel by Green Day came on and his green eyes locked with your (e/c) eyes again. He smirked, his eyes never leaving yours as he began to sing.
"She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
She's a rebel
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
From Chicago to Toronto
She's the one that they
Call old whatsername
She's the symbol
Of resistance
And she's holding on my
Heart like a hand grenade
Is she dreaming?
What I'm thinking
Is she the mother of all bombs?
Gonna detonate
Is she trouble like I'm trouble?
Make it a double
Twist of fate
Or a melody that
Sings the revolution
The dawning of our lives
She brings the liberation
That I just can't define
Nothing comes to mind
She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's salt of the earth
And she's dangerous
She's a rebel
Vigilante
Missing link on the brink
Of destruction
She's a rebel, she's a rebel
She's a rebel and she's dangerous
She's a rebel, she's a rebel
She's a rebel and she's dangerous"
You couldn't help but blush. He focused on you the entire song, making your heart speed up and your stomach fill with butterflies. The crowd was still rowdy and cheering, the party not stopping anytime soon. You were hanging out with the rest of your band when you felt a tap on your shoulder. You turned around to realize it was one of the members of Arthur's band.
"Hey your _, right?" He asked.
"Yup."
"Well I wanted to come over here and tell you what a great proformance you had, it was simply amazing."
"Thanks you guys are awesome too."
"Well I've got to be going but I'm glad I found you!"
"Yeah, nice talking to you."
He started to walk away but then paused and turned back, "I almost forgot, Arthur said to give this to you," He said digging through his pockets and pulling out a piece of folded paper with your name on it. He handed it to you, waved, and walked away. You opened the paper and saw a message in perfect handwriting:
I'm backstage- don't keep me waiting.
~Arthur Kirkland
You quickly excused yourself from your friends and went backstage. It was dark and everyone was gone. Your heart beat increasingly picked up at each small sound. You tensed up as you felt someone's breath on your neck but you held back your squeak of surprise.
"That was something that you did out there love."
"The singing? That was nothing," you said in reply, loosening up a little as you heard his voice, glad it was Arthur and not some creep.
He spun you around to face him, bringing your face close to his. "Oh, I don't know love, that last song sure seemed to be something."
You blushed, "Well your last song seemed to be something too."
He smirked, "Did you like it? I thought it fit you pretty well."
You took a step back, you were now against a wall, "But you don't know me."
He stepped forward, "Oh _, you'd be surprised at how well I know you."
You attempted to push him back but he caught your hands and pinned them above your head, "My, my, your quite the feisty one now aren't you?" He said.
You expected him to let go but he didn't. You wanted to be angry but you couldn't stop yourself from blushing no matter how hard you tried. You managed to at least glare at him a little, which made you feel better.
"You're cute when you're angry."
"Hey-" He grabbed your chin and cut you off with a rough kiss. You gasped and he took the opportunity to deepen the kiss, exploring his mouth with his tongue. You melted into the kiss and suddenly your tongues were fighting for dominance, he eventually won. You broke apart, your head feeling light from lack of oxygen.
"I like you, you've got spirit. Call me," He said, walking away.
"But I don't have your number!" He smirked and kept going. You leaned against the wall, a little dazed from what had happened. You suddenly felt something in your back pocket. You pulled it out, it was another piece of paper with your name written on the outside. You opened it:
Intrigued yet? Call me if you want to see me again- 573-0218
~Arthur Kirkland
You let out a shaky breath, not believing what just occurred. You met and talked to Arthur Kirkland and then he kissed you. Although you wanted to be mad at him for cutting you off and acting arrogant you couldn't be. After all, his self-assured attitude and rebelliousness was what attracted you to him in the first place. You just hoped he wouldn't break your heart. You pushed that thought aside and decided to go home. You hadn't been this happy in a long time.
Sooooo….what did you guys think? Should I continue it? I don't know 100% where this story is going but I'll have the next chapter up within a few days (don't forget: lemon). I can't exactly predict how many chapters it will be but if you guys want more Punk!England I will be happy to write more. Oh and I am looking to maybe do a bad touch trio or maybe an America reader insert next if I don't get any requests. I might also add more to the North Italy Lemon. But I want to hear from you so please tell me what you're looking to read next!