The Leading Man (Multiband Fan Fic)

Chapter 18 - Changes

Katie's P.O.V

"And we're just not gonna say anything?!" I asked, pacing Dylan's dressing room.
"What can we say?! Your boyfriend hooked up with a girl who had been watching him the whole night?! I fucking saw her, Monroe! She was all ov'r 'im!" Dylan was sat on his couch, holding his guitar.
"'Ight, looh... He were drunk-"
"It's no excuse! If I found out Kirk did that to me, I'd break up with him in the second!" I turned to my cousin, who was sat in front of the mirror, pausing in my pace.
"Y'ah, I know..." Stevie sighed.
"We got a small town boy to cheat on his girlfriend! We all played a part in that!" I was pacing again.

Kirk walked into the room, making me stop.
He did it.
He wore a white fedora hat, with a dark blue dress shirt, black leather jacket, and black trousers, topped with black suede boots.
Finally, he was holding a cigar in his right hand.

"Oh, my God..." I whimpered.
"Dude, y' loh awesome!" Stevie smiled at him.
"Wow, man... What's-a-goin' on?!" Dylan got up, taking a look at my boyfriend.
"New hair cut. Thought I'd dress to match it." Kirk smiled, before winking at me.
"Damn, Monroe. You're getting it on tonight!" Dylan nudged me.
"Uh-huh." I stared at Kirk, feeling weak at the knees.
He smiled at me, taking my hands in his, pulling me closer to him.
"Boo." He whispered, holding me close to him.
I smiled. "Rock and roll!" I now know what it's like to fangirl.

. . .

"So, we're agreed. We don't tell her a thing?!" Eddie spoke up, as we stood at the bottom of the stairs for the second night in a row.
"Agreed." We all nodded, except Vince.
"What have I done?" He asked us.
"Suck it up, bro! What's done is done!" Dylan called out.
A woman who looked just like Pamela Anderson walked by, and ran her hand down Dylan's neck. "Good luck, tonight." She purred at him.
"See you at the afterparty!" Dylan changed his tone.
She blew him a kiss, walking to side stage to catch the show.
"It never happened." We all agreed, about Vince cheating, before we got the go.

. . .

The next two weeks were a mess. Maria went home, Marie went home, we had one week to go, five more shows, but at least we all felt like we could breath, oh! and Dylan and the look-a-like are now dating, though he does cheat on her... a lot.

I'm ready to go home.

. . .

Eddie's P.O.V - One Week Until The End Of Tour

"So, Vince... How has the tour been going?" The interviewer, Leo, asked, a smile on his face.
"It's been great! We've been having a blast, and the guys are just awesome!" Vince smiled at me.
We're doing a live radio interview, just me and him.

"What about for you, Eddie?" Leo turned to me next.
I smiled. "The tour has been fantastic! I'm so excited for everyone to hear our new material. Being back on the road has just been the best! I hadn't realised how much I missed it, and being on stage with my best friends again. It's a full recharge, and I wanna say a quick thanks to all the fans who have come to see us, and those who are yet to see us this tour. It's because of all you guys, we're able to tour and bring you our new songs, and front man." I nudged Vince, sat on my right.
"And what a great front man he is! I see we have lots of fans on the line, all wanting to ask their questions, so let's have the first caller... I believe we have Ginevra on the line!" Leo smiled, pressing some buttons.
Vince and I both sat up, as it's known the phone calls can be difficult to understand.

"Hi!" I knew that voice all too well. Young female, squealy voice, when excited...
"Hi, Ginevra! Who's your question for?!" Leo smiled.
"I have two questions!" She was very happy. "Question one is for Vinni-Vince!" She caught herself, as only we called him Vinnie. "If you could share the stage with any other artist, who would it be with?!"
"Oh, great question! We know this is your first band, but to sing along side someone else..." Leo looked at Vince.
Vince looked at me, thinking. He doesn't have a clue...
'You know who's on the phone...' I looked at him, not believing he didn't have a clue.
He didn't get it. "Uh... Well, Janie's Gun are my favourite band. It's no secret, but if I could share the stage with someone... Sing a duet with someone... I'd love to sing with Elton John, if I'm honest."

"AHHHH!" Gin screamed. "SO WOULD I!"
I bit my thumb to stop myself from laughing.
Vince was so confused, looking at me.
"And what's your second question, Ginevra?" Leo asked. He was also clueless...
"My next question is for Eddie!" She started.
"Go right ahead!" I smiled, down the mic.
"Don't talk across me, man... Rude." She pouted.
Vince then sat up, looking at me.
"Not as rude as promising your friends and family you'd only be gone a week, and not gone for... What? A month?" I asked.
"Is that Monroe?!" Vince asked us, a smile bursting onto his face.
Monroe burst out laughing. "My question is, which way are you guys planning on coming home?! 'Cause we believe the shop on the corner is open, if you could get some berries for Stevie..."
"We'll get some, and for those of you who don't know, we're actually talking to our lead guitarist, Monroe, right now." I explained, chuckling.

"Monroe! It's great to hear from you. Where are you right now? What are you up to?" Leo smiled.
Monroe was laughing, and Stevie could be heard practically pissing himself, in the background.
"We're at the hotel! Me, Stevie, and Dylan are planning on hitting the bar, just waiting for our boys to get home!" She smiled. "We're not doing much..."
"We'll be home soon, doll. I promise!" I smiled.
"Not doing much?! You're a rock star! What do you normally do?!" Leo asked.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa... You got Eddie and Vince in for your interview. If you want to know about me... Ask Eddie. He knows me too well." Monroe changed her tune on the last line, making us all laugh.