Chapter 2

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Jayy's pov

We've finally arrived at the concert. I haven't been able to leave James' lap. I know he has to leave in a little for a photo shoot, but I don't want him to go.. I'll miss him way too much. I sigh and get up, I guess I should be getting ready. Before I could walk any further James pulls me back and gives me a kiss.

I blush and walk to the bunks. I open my suitcase and pull out a pair of leather Tripp pants and my make up then walk into the bathroom. I pull on my pants then start brushing my hair. After that I take out everything I need to fix my hair and stuff. it takes me about ten minutes. To do my hair.

I walk out of the bathroom and stand in the doorway, James looks over at me and smiles real big. "How do I look?" I ask turning in circles.

"You look amazing, boo." He replies, "Now come over here and give me a kiss because I have to leave in a couple minutes."

I pout and sit on his lap, "Don't remind me.."

He gives me a kiss, "Don't worry, I'll be back soon, okay?" I nod.

"Before you go, we have to take a picture," I take out my iPhone, "Funny faces!"

I shut my eyes and puff out my cheeks and he goes cross-eyed. I smile, "New lock screen!" I say setting it.

"Perfect," he smiles, "just like you." I instantly blush and kiss him. "Okay, boo. I should be going.. I'll talk to you as soon as I can."

I stand up and give him a hug that seems like it lasted forever. I wish it would've, I don't want him to leave.. After about three minutes we finally depart and he walks towards the door, only turning to blow me a kiss. I pretend to catch it and push back my sadness and smile. "I love you," I say.

"I love you more." he says closing the door. I plop down on the couch and sigh. I miss him already.

After a few moments of gathering myself, I open the door and walk out being crowded by fans. I smile, my fans make me so happy.

After twenty minutes of meeting fans and taking pictures, I decide to head back into the bus until the concert starts.

Snows pov

We're still in line with only a couple more people ahead of us. I consider this a "going away" gift for them since we'll be leaving and never returning. As we reached the front i handed the girl our tickets. She didn't look too old, maybe in her early twenties with cherry red hair to match her white eye contacts. She smiles and hands is our tickets back.

We're finally inside and a band is already playing, I didn't really pay attention to their name.

The little ones are trying to push their way through the crowd trying to get up front. The first band finishes, the lights go off as they start to remove their equipment.

We're pushing our way through the crowd, it's all filled with girls with colorful hair and band shirts with their boyfriends. It makes me smile. When they're satisfied with where we were, we finally stopped almost to the very front. Good enough for me.

When the lights come back on, there's a drum set, a dj set, and a pink mirror. after a few seconds a familiar song starts playing, Beauty Killer. Then Jeffree Star pops out and screams "Who wants cunt?!" the crowd goes wild. Beauty Killer stops playing as Matthew Lush starts playing music and Jeffree starts singing:

I'm on the top, there's no luck

Never turned around to stop

Make my move, make you move

Make you wanna hear me talk

See me walk, see me fuck, see me suck a lollipop

Wanna get messy?

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