I got bored so I did this Cashby..
Austin's p.o.v
There he is.. my ginger princess. Getting ready to rock on the guitar.. I can hear the crowd screaming our name, "Of Mice & Men, Of Mice & Men, Of Mice & Men!" I watch as Alan and the others take their place on stage before running out to join them.
"What's up, San Diego?!" I yell into the microphone, getting screams as a response. "Ready to get this shit started?!" I ask and hear a few yes' over the squeals, and screams. I wait for Aaron to start playing and I start screaming.
"Fuck! It's like loving a lion that cannot be tamed! I snap at the thought or the sound of your name! Pulling teeth from my stomach, you've been eaten alive! My blood fills your lungs, my soul, your inside! My feet they stand on ashes, from the fires that you've made! Burning bridges, just to save your face!" I scream into the microphone to Bones Exposed.Aaron starts singing his part leaving me to stare at the crowd as they sing along, smiling. I'm always speechless when it comes to performing because of the number of people who sing along.
I'm so mesmerized I almost forget to scream again. "I'm sensing a feeling, picking wounds of regret! That left alone there's no scarring I'll dig and I'll dig! Scratching and itching, I'll keep biting my lip! From this pain that I'm feeling! Picking wounds of regret! A cut cannot heal! Unless you leave it alone! I open mine daily! Leaving! Bones! Exposed! EXPOSED!" I scream then Aaron starts signing again. Once again I look out at the crowd.
"To blame! Standing on ashes from the fires you've made! Burning your bridges just to save your face! Burn! Wounds! Of! Regret!" I scream again this time running around on stage after I'm done screaming. "To blame! We're broken, imperfect! We were all made the same! We're broken! We're broken, imperfect! We are all to blame!"
I finish and so do the others at the same time. I look into the crowd with a smile on my face. Everyone looks so pumped and happy to be here right now.
I look at Alan briefly before looking back at the crowd. Randomly someone shouts "Austlin Cashby" and the crowd goes wild. My cheeks start to heat up remembering that that was our ship name. Everyone is shouting by now but only one in particular stood out to me. They yelled "Austin stop being a pussy and ask Alan out!" Hopefully Alan didn't hear it.
I turn to look at him and he's staring straight at me. Shit. He heard it and was blushing a light pink. One either being he was embarrassed the crowd even brought it up or two he was into me. Its probably one though. I turned back around facing the crowd and smiled. "Okay, that's enough of making m-" I stopped myself. I was gonna say my ginger princess. Damnit think straight, Austin. I resume the sentence before anyone can say anything. "-Alan blush, guys." I say chuckling nervously. They just laughed softly and nodded.
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We're almost finished the last song and decide to let the crowd sing the rest of the lyrics. We run off the stage once we're done and head to the dressing rooms.
"Hey, Austin." I turn to see my- Alan looking at me. "Yes?" I ask trying to look confident. "Uh, Cashby huh?" He says looking around nervously. "Ha, yeah." I say chuckling but just a little. "Do you believe in it?" He asks suddenly, catching me off guard. "W-what?" I ask confused. "Do you believe in Cashby?" He asks, and I can't tell if he's joking or not and I don't want to lose my best friend so I go with the safest answer. "No, I mean some kids made it up." I say faking laughter and he laughs to but only a little. "Okay." He says slowly before walking away. I raise my eyebrows toward his direction and silently ask myself what the fuck just happened.
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It's really late and we're on our way to the next venue in Montana when I hear crying. Who the hell is crying? I sit up in my bunk and am immediately met by the ceiling of it. "Ow, damnit." I say holding my head with my right hand. The crying stops and I get out of my bunk. I walk over to where the sound is coming from and find that it's Alan's bunk. Why is Alan crying? I pull back the curtain and he quickly turns to me.
"Alan, why are you crying?" I ask softly kneeling in front of him. "It's stupid." He mumbles. "Its not that stupid if you're crying." I point out and he nods a little. "I guess so." He says in a small voice and sighs. "Its because you said you didn't believe in Cashby.." He trails off looking down. I don't say anything mainly because I'm surprised. "I-i only said that so I wouldn't lose my best friend. I love my ginger princess and yes that's what I've secretly been calling you." I say chuckling at the end. He looks up at me. "R-really?" He asks and I nod. He smiles radiently before scootching over to let me in. I lean down and slide in before wrapping my arm around his waist. "Night, princess." I say kissing the back of his neck. "Night, Austin." He says giggling and pushing himself into me more. He's certainly gonna be the death of me.
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