Anonymous said: Can I please have a ryland imagine my names Mia it can be about anything ️
A/N: Ryland's cute and all but I have no idea what this imagine/drabble/fic thingy is going to be about so I'll just start writing and see where it takes me :) sorry if it turns out crappy 3
Ps. Just so you know, I dig Ryland/Savannah and don't want to break them up, this is just an imagine folks 3
You were extremely excited. Tonight you were going to the R5 concert where you lived, which was in LA, California. You had arrived to the venue five minutes ago and was looking for the VIP line in the huge crowd of people looking all around to see if they could get any glimpse of any of the band members. Suddenly people started shouting a name and as you focused on the name being shouted by loads of other fangirls like you. They were shouting the name Ryland! Your heart started beating as you pushed your way forward through the crowd, trying to get a glimpse of him.
Everyone thought you were insane, but you had always been a Ryland girl. You had never showed as much interest in the band members as you had in Ryland. Sure, he was the baby of the family, but to you he was so much more than that.
You were pulled out of your thoughts when a hand touched your arm. Not touched in the way that another person in a crowd touches you, but touched as if the person specifically wanted to talk to you and have sought you out. You, once again, got pulled out of your thoughts, blinking your way back into reality.
A small squeal exited you.
None other than the, and I mean THE, one and only Ryland Lynch was the one who had grabbed a hold of you.
"Excuse me miss, are you a VIP ticket holder?" He asked in that sweet, sweet voice of his. You nodded, star struck, too afraid to open your mouth to answer him as you were convinced the only sound coming out of your throat would be a VERY excited scream.
"Then please follow me," he continued, looking a bit strangely at you. You pulled yourself together and followed him, receiving a fee jealous looks from other people around you but you shrugged them off, too happy to care, because Ryland friggin' Lynch had just talked to you!
Ryland stopped in front of you and you noticed that you were standing first in the line for the Meet & Greet!
"Getting to stand front in the line is part of the perks of being so pretty miss..?" He asked.
"Mi-Mia," you stuttered. "My name's Mia."
"Well then Miss Mia, see you at the concert," he said, smirking. You were pretty sure that you had died at this point because you didn't really remember a lot until the doors were open and you stepped inside, bring greeted by Ryland who led you to the photo session with the band. You grinned all the way through and made sure to hug them.
When you had gotten your photo taken, you headed to get your VIP bag, which was handed to you by Ryland Lynch himself. You noticed that he winked at you as he slipped a small note into the bag before turning to another fan. You rushed to the stage, taking a spot right in the front and center, right where you knew Ryland was going to be DJ'ing. You looked in your bag and pulled out the note.
Pretty Miss Mia, call me pretty please?
XXX-XXX-XXXX (his number)
You smiled widely and pulled out your phone, instantly saving his number as a contact. This was going to be a perfect night.
A/N: Wow that was longer than I expected it to be… Hoped you enjoyed it!
