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Chapter Thirty Three - Divas

Needless to say everyone woke up the morning after that show with horrendous hangovers.

Well, except me and Chrissy that is, we were just fine.

It's been almost two weeks. Chrissy and I have been meeting up for coffee, lunch, shopping, everything! She's a really cool person.

She's the total opposite of me though, long blonde hair and super into colour.

But I think that's why we're getting on so well.

I haven't seen Chloe in weeks, she's been so busy with work and now she's been offered a job with a massive pay rise, the only thing is, it's in Tokyo.

I've told her she should take it, it's an amazing opportunity. But I know I'll feel like a piece of my soul has been sent half way round the world.

I guess I'll be busy anyway, going on tour with Bastille, so I won't have much spare time to think about it.

The tour starts tomorrow and everyone's a bit on edge. It's the first tour they've done under their record label.

Right now everyone is at mine and Dan's, there are suitcases in the living room and clothes lying all over the place. We figured it'd be easier for everyone to stay here so the bus can pick us all up in the morning.

Chrissy is here too. Not only has she been meeting up with me, but she's also been meeting up with Woody. Will seems a bit unsure about this but I think that's probably down to the fact that he and Woody spend so much time together.

Everyone else on the other hand is totally for it. Although no one seems to be getting as involved with this as they did with me and Dan and by they I mean Kyle.

Anyway, back to now. Chrissy and I are sitting on my bed chatting away, I've been packed for days, with just a few last minute things to throw into my case.

I've had to take Dan's phone away from him because he keeps getting really nervous and phoning people to make sure everything's okay, like that the stage set up is ready to go and the crew have their bus sorted. He's driving me mad.

He runs into my room, for the fourth time in the last fifteen minutes. "Have you seen my Jurassic park t shirt? And my converse?! I can't find them!"

"Yes Daniel, I have your t shirt in my case and your converse are in the living room where you left them, now can you chill?" I roll my eyes.

He pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose a little. "Right... okay... what about my To Kill A King t shirt?"

"You mean the one you're wearing?" says Chrissy.

"Ah... yeah... okay well in that case I think I'm finished packing" he sits at the bottom of the bed. "Should we order in food or go out? I'm starving"

"Let's just order in" I respond, standing up.

Once everyone's sorted and got their cases lined up beside the door we get down to the important business of ordering food.

It's a night of eating, Netflix and an early bed time for all of us.

Chrissy clears her throat when we've all finished eating. "So... I have something to tell you all" she grins. "The label have asked me to go with you on this tour"

"Really?!" shouts Woody.

"Little too keen mate" says Kyle.

We all laugh. "Are you serious?" I ask.

"Yeah well, you're gonna need someone to help deal with the backstage demands of all these divas, aren't you?"