The Leading Man (Multiband Fan Fic)

Chapter 29 - Bad To Be Good

Katie's P.O.V

"Who knew Eddie was that dirty?!" I snickered, sat in the studio lobby, on a squared armchair, in the corner.
"He's proud of it!" Dylan called Eddie out, sat opposite me. "Look at his face!"
We all looked to Eddie who was beaming, standing next to the chair Stevie was sat in, on the right of me, and left of Dylan.

"MONROE!" A girl ran in, screaming, running for me.
I jumped up onto my chair, as a swarm of fans ran in, security coming in from all directions.
We were all swarmed, all standing on some kind of higher ground.
Kids had their phones out, pens and posters for each of us to sign. They had the merch on, odd coloured shoes, cowboy and bowler hats, hairspray at max.
They loved us. Joe was right.

"Monroe!" A guy pushed his way to me. "Will you marry me?!" He asked me.
"Whoa..." I looked at him, stunned. "I uh... I have a boyfriend, right now, but if it doesn't work out with him, you'll be the first to know!" I told him, stunned to be asked that.
"OK!" He smiled.
"Did you get that on video?!" A girl asked her friend, on my left.
Her friend nodded, eyes on her phone.
"Can you sign my shirt?" A girl asked Eddie.
"I want a picture!" A girl called out to Dylan.
"Can we get high?!" A guy asked Stevie.
"Who's the most dramatic in the band?!" A girl asked Vinnie.
"If you could sleep with any of the guys, who would it be?" A girl asked me.
"Dylan." I answered, getting screams and squeals.

Voices were everywhere.
We signed merch, took pictures, answered questions, even started shit talking about each other, in a joking way of course!
Finally, security had a handle on things, having everyone leave the building.
The tour starts tomorrow, and we've got a full band line up interview in two hours. It's the busiest day we've ever had.

. . .

"So, Vince Morgan! You've had a taste already of what's to come! How are you feeling about this upcoming tour? You're going to be leaving America, and travelling the world! That's gotta be exciting." The interviewer, Janice, smiled at us, holding the mic out for Vince.
"Oh, man. I've actually never been abroad! I'm so excited for this." Vinnie smiled, sat in between Eddie and Stevie.
Dylan and I were sat behind them.
I'm behind Stevie and Vin, while Dylan's behind Eddie and Vin, on my left.
They asked for the Dynamic Duo to sit together.

"This tour is a first for all of us!" Eddie took the mic. "It's a world tour, something kids like us can only dream about. We didn't think it would of gotten this far, so soon."
We all nodded, agreeing.
"Is it what you were expecting it to be?" Janice asked us.
Stevie took the mic. "We di'n't knowh wha' t' expect..."
"We just want to make music that we all enjoy." I leaned into the mic hugging Stevie from behind.

"What do all your friends and families think?" Janice asked us.
"They probably hate it. I don't care." Dylan rolled his eyes.
"My lot love it. My brothers both have posters hung up at their homes!" I smiled, playing with Stevie's hair.
He shook his head, ruffling his hair up. "Ma mum is one o' our bigges' suppor'ers."
"I don't know man, my girlfriend dances around her room in her underwear to our stuff!" Eddie laughed.
"What about your mom and sister?" Dylan nudged him.
"Wai'! Who of us 'as the hottest mum?!" Stevie laughed, making us laugh.
"Eddie!" Me and Dylan pointed at our bassist.

Eddie snorted, slapping his knee, laughing. "Dude, the only other folks we've met are Stevie's!"
"Whoa, mine are dearly departed, Dylan's a runaway, none of you have met the Morgan's, and I can't say Stevie's mum! She's family!" I hit Eddie's arm.
He laughed, Dylan ruffling his hair up.
Janice was laughing too, Vinnie looking embarrassed by the topic.
"So, was it one of the girlfriends who inspired the album title?" Janice asked.
"Actually, it was Stevie!" Dylan pointed to our king. "So, I guess you could say 'yes'."
"I were in tha studio, wi'h tha Gov. We were talkin' abou' titles..." Stevie was high, nudging Dylan for calling him the girlfriend. Nothing surprising!

. . .

Stevie's P.O.V - Getting Album Title

"You need something that reaches out to your audience... I love what we did with the cover, your rock and roll Devil, but it can't just be that!" Gov held up the glossy print of our album cover.
"Wha' are we gon' call it?!" I whined, slouching in my chair, looking at my lighter, that was on the table, in front of me.
We were in the meeting room, jus' Gov and me. It was unusual, but I wasn't needed right now. I've finished the album.
Eddie was wrapping up as we speak, Alec recording him.

"Do we go'h berries?!" I looked up at Gov, sat opposite me.
"I'll ring for some, King." He smiled, pinching the bridge of his nose.
He got up and went for the phone.

"Audience." I looked at our Devil.
"What, Stevie?" Gov asked dialling.
"Huh?" I looked up at him.
He shook his head, smiling at me. "Alan, hi! Can I get some red berries sent up to the meeting roo- Yeah, thanks!" He smiled down the phone.
"They're our ammunition... They jus'... Open up and say 'ahhh'." I closed my eyes, falling asleep.
I'm bored.

"Open up and say 'ahhh'?..." Gov grabbed the print. "King, you really are the genius of this band!"
"Ma-Huh!" I slurred, falling asleep.
"The Devil calls out for our sins, rock and roll is a sin, but it's just so good, so we just 'Open Up and Say 'Ahhh'." I heard Gov start scribbling on some paper. "Your fans are the ammo, to Janie's Gun, you're fighting for your place in the Hall Of Fame, so the press just have to swallow what we give them. Open Up and Say 'Ahhh'..."
"Stevie..." He wanted me.
"Do we go'h berries?" I asked him, opening my eyes.
"They're coming, King. What do you think of this?" He held up the album cover, with the words 'Open Up and Say 'Ahhh'...' over it, at the bottom.
"Whoa..." I looked at it. "Where are tha berries?" I asked him.