"Alright c'mon guys, we have 10 minutes til we have to be on stage" Craig yelled coming out of the bathroom.
I took my hair out of the french braids I did yesterday and my hair was super curly, I put some of my Curl Hold hairspray in to keep it all night.
The guys took up the whole bathroom, Straightening their hair and whatnot.
Except for Rob obviously. He's just a badass I guess.
"Hey we match!" I said flipping my curls.
"Hell yeah!" He said smiling. "Mine are cooler though." He with a serious face then laughed.
I used a small mirror I had in my bag to touch up my Eyeliner, Mascara, and Lip gloss. Considering that's the only makeup I ever do.
"Alright we literally have to leave the bus now if we're going to make it on stage in time!" I yelled to Craig.
Just then TJ, Craig, and Thrasher started piling out of the bathroom.
It was like watching clowns coming out of those tiny cars.
I looked at them confused as to how they all fit in there."Let's go!" Craig said pushing us all out the door.
"Wait!" I said pushing Craig back. I bent over the side of the couch to grab my camera. All the sudden he smacked my butt.
"What was that for?" I asked surprised walking down the steps and waiting for Craig to lock the door.
TJ, Kevin, and Rob were already way ahead of us.
"You bent over the couch right in front of me, you didn't see that coming?" He laughed as I rolled my eyes.
"Now let's go!" He said grabbing my hand and we took off running towards the stage.*Craig's POV*
Salem and I got into the venue and saw Rob, TJ and Thrash already warming up
"You go on in 5!" The stage director yelled over the screaming crowd.
"Here's your pass." I put a VIP Lanyard around Salem's neck.
"Why thank you." She said in a British accent.
"Your welcome." I responded with a British accent as well.
"What the fuck was that?" Rob said from behind us.
"That sounded Australian Craig." Salem said through a laugh.
"Whatever." I rolled my eyes.
"Okay well I'm gonna get in the crowd and get ready to take pictures." Salem said as she exchanged hugs with the guys.
I pulled her aside before she walked out.
"Hey, just be careful out there, the Mosh Pit can get crazy." I told her moving a small strand of hair away from her eye.
"I will." She said looking down at her shoes, a rosy color forming on her cheeks.
I lifted her chin and I couldn't help but kiss her beautiful lips.
I placed my hands on her hips and pulled her closer.
There was no space left between us and it felt right."Ahem" TJ broke the silence by clearing his throat.
She hesitantly pulled away with a smile.
"I should go." She stopped just before she got onstage.
"Go out there and kill it guys!" She yelled trying to hype us up."Everybody get the fuck up! We're Escape The Fate, Let's have some fun!" I yelled as all four of us walked out on stage.

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Escape The Fate's Photographer *A Craig Mabbitt Fanfiction*
FanficSalem starts a new job at Eleven-Seven Records. Obviously she knew she'd come across some bands while working there but her ABSOLUTE FAVORITE?! wow. *Includes Craig's POV*