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[1302 words]"are you good? why do you have that look on your face?"

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[1302 words]
"are you good? why do you have that look on your face?"

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touring with your boyfriend has its perks and can be the best thing ever BUT he can also be the world's most immature 24 year old.

i'll tell you and story and you'll get a glimpse into my life. maybe then you'll understand.

alex has the most diverse rider i've ever heard of. his rider (list of things he wants to be backstage) consists of: red apple slices, blackberries, mango, strawberries with the greens off, a container of caramel and of chocolate for dipping fruit, 50 count chicken nuggets from mcdonald's, diet pepsi, a blank notebook, black pens, a keyboard, and a travel size bottle of advil.

at least he knows what he wants, i guess.

on this particular night, we found ourselves in phoenix, arizona. it's hot as hell in arizona, so the band and alex and i spent most of our time in our little backstage area. it was nice to have days like this where we all kick back and laugh and talk and of course the boys end up playing music until i beg for peace and quiet.

we had all congregated around the food table. it all looked amazing, adorned with fruits and dips and drinks. speaking of drinks, alex had had a few. this was the biggest venue so far on the who cares tour. the two or three beers definitely helped him chill out.

i was chatting with jim, alex's drummer. he's a great person to talk to about literally anything and everything. this time, we were brainstorming ways for everyone on stage to not die of heat exhaustion.

"what if you guys wear those fans around your neck so when you sweat, it cools you off even more," i suggested.

jim laughed at the imagery. "imagine those little fans bouncing around and whacking alex in the face anytime he attempts to dance!"

i had become so engrossed in my stupid conversation with jim, that i has noticed alex absolutely going in on the food. it was only when someone called him out on double dipping that i noticed his lips were liked in chocolatey brown.

"alexxx... you're going to need to get it together because right now you are wearing the most beautiful shade of milk chocolate brown on your lips." he frowned and licked his lips in response to my teasing. i just shook my head and smiled as i handed him a bottle of water and told him to drink 

i went back to my conversation with jim. it wasn't long until i felt my phone vibrating nonstop in my pocket. i snuck a quick look and saw it was alex texting me. i looked up to find him stood literally 10 feet away, typing on his phone with both hands, with the biggest shit eating grin ever ever seen.

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