self sabotage

The crowd roared as Noah and the boys owned the stage for their sold out headline show in LA.

It was one of their biggest to date, the new album was top of rock charts and they were at the top of their game and loving every second of it.

But the main reason Noah was loving this show so much was because his 4 year old son Ryan was watching with you from the side of stage with his little blue ear defenders on.

Noah occasionally would glance over and a smile would break through his on stage persona as he caught sight of Ryan doing the devil horns and bouncing around to the music.

It came to a break in between songs and Noah was chatting to the audience.

“How are we all doing out there tonight?!”

The crowd screamed in response but before Noah could continue, the crowd suddenly went “awww”.

You had lost your grip on Ryan’s hand and didn’t catch him in time before he’d started to walk onto the stage where everyone could see him.

Noah turned around when he saw people pointing and let out a chuckle as he saw his son beaming at him and waving.

“Looks like we have a guest on stage tonight. Do you want to say hello?”

Noah knelt down and gestured his arms out and Ryan smiled and ran over in his little doc martens that matched his dads and his very own bad omens T-shirt that they’d had made for him.

Ryan giggled as Noah picked him up and adjusted him on his hip so he could still hold his microphone.

“Everyone this is my son Ryan, Ryan you going to say hello to everyone?”

Ryan smiled and pressed his lips extremely close to the mic so his voice came out slightly muffled.

“Hi!!”

The crowd said hello back and cheered for him as he waved with a big grin before he lent forward again, although Noah made the point of holding the mic back this time.

“I’m going to be a rockstar like my daddy one day RAWR!!”

You laughed out loud with the crowd as you watched your son trying to imitate his dad’s gutturals and you saw Noah beaming with pride and amusement.

“Looks like I have some competition on my hands”

You saw Noah gesture for you to come and grab your son so he could continue the show.

“Well how about you let your old man show you how it’s done tonight yeah?”

Ryan nodded and grinned as he hugged his dad before you shyly walked out and took him into your arms.

Noah not being someone for public displays, simply squeezed your arm gently and gave you a loving smile before you walked off, Ryan waving at the crowd as you went but not before you heard Noah say quietly…