She's With The Band

𝐒𝐈𝐗𝐓𝐘 𝐄𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓

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Aubrey's Point of View:

I'm standing in between Jackson and Dean. Nate and Brendan went to the bathroom, and we are currently in the airport, going to France.

I'm so excited to be going to France, especially being able to visit Paris for the first time. It's something that's always been on my bucket list, and I never thought I'd be able to check it off at such a young age in my life. I just, I literally can't wait. Not wanting the guys to think I'm a freak is the only thing halting me from jumping up and down and squealing in excitement.

That and the other thousands of people glancing at us in the airport.

The past few weeks have been filled with nothing but fun and happiness. I feel so blessed and thankful to be getting to live the life I've been living for the past few months. I always try to force myself to reflect on how this all started because the more and more I think about everything that's happened, the more suspicious and anxious I become.

No matter how hard I try to forget it too, what Brady said to me at ValleyFest has been lingering in the back of my brain for weeks now.

And I haven't told Nate either.

Of course, what he said had freaked me out immensely. I mean, deep down in my heart I always knew that the whole thing seemed off. The story didn't line up, I mean I had to sign a contract to stay on this tour. I had to go on the tour because Brady's mafia would try to murder me if they saw me associated with Bloodline, but it's been months and they haven't.

I've been with Brady alone on multiple occasions.

And he laughed, genuinely laughed when I curtly mentioned what I had been told by Nate and the guys.

I haven't said anything to Nate because that entire thing feels like it's been an eternity ago. Everything has changed so much since I first met the guys, and I don't want to jeopardize what I have with Nate by showing him that I don't trust him and battering him with an endless amount of questions that he'll somehow find a way to deflect.

But I suddenly have a gut feeling that I don't like very much.

I want to trust Nate, but now thinking of everything that's happened gives me a plethora of reasons not to.

Every single thing with the guys is so suspicious, so mysterious, so so so cryptic. It's like I can never get a real and actual answer out of them. Everything is just touring, bars, secret mafia trips, and fun. I've gone along with it because it's been fun and I've been incredibly distracted. Moving at such a fast pace like that distracts you. Needless to say, I've been distracted.

"Aubrey, let's say we go to a bar in Paris." Dean started, snapping me out of my thoughts. "Would you do body shots off of me?" He questioned with a cocky grin.

Jackson rolled his eyes and snickered, shoving Dean in the process.

My cheeks went red nonetheless.

"Dean that's so fucking disrespectful." Jackson shook his head, at Dean who just smirked at him. Jackson turned his head to me and said "But like if that were to happen, you'd do them off of me, right?"

I then laughed at them, wondering how Nate would react if he weren't in the bathroom.

"You guys are really funny," I said sarcastically, stretching out the "really" to which the both of them snickered and shook their heads.

"Thank you," Jackson quipped before lowering his head to my level and whispering in my ear. "Wasn't joking though."

Now even though their comments from moments ago caused me to blush and become surprised, I know how they act by now. And even if they're the most attractive specimens to ever grace the planet, their little flirtatious words aren't going to make me fold. Even though on the inside I'm doing my very best to stop myself from going weak in the knees.