Chapter 25

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LANA

"Wow, look at all the light and there's so many people walking around." I said with enthusiasm.

I've lived in New York and been around so many people and NYC and it's lights, but Las Vegas was a whole different experience. It was like a big playground for adults. Alcohol just open on the streets. People walking drunk—stumbling over themselves and each other. Dressed up for the hundreds of clubs lined up at each Hotel Casino. How these girls can walk in over three inch heels and down the street is beyond me. I haven't even had mine on for more than 20 minutes and I already want to take them off.

Travis and Roland not phased with their surroundings we're basically scrolling through their phones. Ricky and Brian were on the other side of our party bus having a private moment amongst each other.

And to our surprise; to everyone's surprise early on that night, Becca arrived hand in hand with Bea. We all had the what the fuck moment when we saw them two walked in together. We had no idea that their relationship was so hushed.

Bea knew Becca and Sydney had a moment, but since I had entered Sydney's life, every and any moment spent with her, she has forgotten every memory of them two and now filled with moments of us. I look to Sydney on the phone perfecting every detail for our night from our arrival to our departure. She can be pretty detailed when she plans things. I like that about her. She takes initiative giving me less worry.

First stop was watching a Burlesque show in one of the hotels. As soon as we reach the front and stepped out of the car with Sydney's bandmates, a crowd formed as soon as she was spotted. I don't think I'll ever get use to this; all this attention. Guys and girls alike throwing themselves at her asking for autographs and pictures. Lucky for us, their were ropes and security already set upon our arrival.

"Hey!" Sydney smiled, waved, posed all the way to the entrance with me by her side.

"Can I get a picture of you and Lana?" A paparazzi yelled.

Sydney looked to me and I reassured her it was okay. We posed and smiled and continue our walk.

"God, I don't know if I can get use to all this, Syd." I told Her. "Just so overwhelming."

"I know, baby! I was the same way when this all started for me, but now I just know how to speed through it." She grabbed my hands and interlocked it with hers. "If it's too overwhelming, we could just...." She had her devious smirk plastered on her face.

"Oh, God, Syd!  You can't keep your hands out of my pants for a second, can't you?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"The perfect place for them to be," She laughed.

I pulled her closer and draped her arm over my shoulder.
"I think it looks better over here." I said.

She moved her hands lower down my body. "It looks better right here," she says with her hands on my hips.

I took her hands again and interlocked them with mine, "Definitely better here." And she smirked again at me trying to free her hand out of my grip. "No, Syd! I know where your hands are going. We are in public babe.."

"Then let's go somewhere private then..." she squinted her eyes at me.

"We literally just did it in the shower not even 2 hours ago and you already got sex on your mind." I questioned her motive.

"But, baby... please. Just a little touch."

"Ohh look, we are here." I cut her off and winked at her. We finally reach the door entrance to the show. She rolled her eyes at me. I grinned at her and started walking. She followed close behind with our group.  It was dark inside with Neon dark dimmed lights setting the mood before the show.

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