Shay turned over rolling onto her side staring at the recent picture on the wall inside her bunk of the All Time Low group and crew she smiled at the face Jack was making tour was nearly over only meaning everyone would be going their own separate ways she had grown close to the group hating that it was the last show and that they would be taking the next flight home.
“Hot stuff, get up.” Jack whined pulling the covers open to my bunk.
“When did I turn into hot stuff?”
Jack smirked, “This morning”
Shayla turned onto her back sighing heavily glancing at the time on her cell phone it was nearly almost noon she got up dug thru her bag finding a pair of short shorts and a Glamour Kills tank that Alex had given her that he had worn a while back for good luck on her first day she lazily walked to the bathroom making sure to lock it securely.
Once finished she smiled at her perfection she had teased her hair a bit applied a little make up she opened the door greeted by Alex who was standing there in nothing but boxers he smirked.
“Good morning”
Shayla chuckled.
“Good morning Lex.”
Shay stepped out of the bathroom he slid passed her walking inside closing it shut she walked back to her bunks to see Jack sitting there on her bunk looking at her cell phone she put her lips together using her free hand placing it on her hips.
“Just what do you think you’re doing?”
Jack instantly looked up dropping the phone smirking innocently.
“Please tell me there are no dick pictures on my phone like last time.”
Jack busted out into a fit of giggles.
“You liked it! You have to admit it Shayla.”
Shay huffed; “Out of my bunk Barakat” he looked up offended dropping her cell phone he slowly stood up skipping off to the lounge area.
The concert was about to start the lights dimmed the crowd was chanting.
“All Time Low, All Time Low.”
Alex was doing some vocal warm ups bouncing around with Jack in the process.
“Here’s what all of you have been waiting for! ALL TIME LOW!”
Alex ran onto the stage followed by Rian and Zack lastly was Jack.
“How are all you mother fuckers doing tonight?!” He shouted.
The fans screamed with excitement just as the background music started for ‘Dear Maria.” Throughout the song Alex had paused running a hand thru his hair smiling out at the crowd, “Alright, so you’ve all herd about our new Crew Member Shayla Monroe, we’d like it if you showed her some love tonight!” He shouted glancing back with a grin, “Also this show right here. Is dedicated to her.” he finished the fans screamed only making him smile more as he finished the song.
Shayla tore her gaze from the last picture they had took together on that very stage once the show was over she felt a pair of arms wrap around her waist the familiar lips pressing against her neck a smile crept up on her lips.
“Good morning” The raspy voice of Jack Barakat whispered.
Shayla turned over in his arms now staring into his big brown ones a smile on her face, “Good morning” he flipped her over pressing his lips gently onto her very own, and she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck tangling her fingers in his hair.
“That was one of the best nights ever” He whispered realizing what I was staring at, a smile formed on my lips again.
“Which part?”
Jack chuckled, “The part where I asked you to be my girlfriend, the part where we broke thousands of rules that evening, and this morning I want to ask you something else.” He moved over digging thru his nightstand taking out a small box, that’s when it suddenly hit me the butterflies grew in my stomach as he hovered me his deep Chocolate brown eyes looked into my blue ones.
“The day I met you I fell in love with you, this shit usually never happens but you stole my heart.” Shay felt the tears prickle in her eyes as he opened the box inside was a beautiful silver diamond ring it had to be around 10K he took it out laying the box down, “Shayla Monroe, will you marry me?”
I looked into his brown eyes as the tears escaped my blue ones a smile broke out as I nod slowly, “Yes, yes yes, and a thousand times more.” He grinned taking my hand placing the ring onto my finger pressing his lips firmly onto my own.
