Back on Tour

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Luke's POV:

I left yesterday to go back on tour. I met all the guys at the bus last night and we started driving earlier this morning.

"Can you believe it? Kick The Dust Up!" Carter smiled from the makeshift kitchen.

"I know man. It's gonna be great! Third headlining tour!" I smiled. Kent and James were still asleep. Monaco, Kevin, and Dave were playing xBox and shoving spoonfuls of Lucky Charms and Fruit Loops in their mouths.

"Luke we gotta shoot some stuff for a new LBTV," BM said from the couch without looking up from the TV.

"Like what? Nothing interesting has happened," I told him.

"I don't know. Just talk about stuff. Like the set list or something," he shouted back. I laughed and took a sip of my coffee.

"Hey Honky Tonk Man, what's the arrival time?" I asked our bus driver.

"Five o'clock tonight," he replied. I nodded at him through the rear view mirror.

Kent and James eventually emerged from the bunking area with tired eyes. "Y'all need to keep it down in here," Kent grumbled.

"Sorry brother," Carter laughed. I scrolled through my phone and texted Caroline.

L- Morning, Love.

I didn't get an immediate response so I took another sip of my coffee and watched BM kick butt on the game console.

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"Luke, your VIP concert was changed from Friday to tomorrow." Kerri told me. I nodded and stood up from the couch on the bus.

We had finally arrived at the venue and were chillin before sound check. Black Mike was fiddlin with his cameras, Carter and Dave were makin crazy faces at each other in the window, and Kerri and I were talking about the upcoming shows.

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~next day~

Luke's POV:

Meet and greet day. Eighteen lucky fans waiting in line for one picture. Some crying. Some just here for the hell of it.

I put a clean shirt and pair of jeans on with my boots before leaving the bus with BM and Vanilla.

"Remember they can't hug you unless you hug them first," Vanilla reminded me.

"Yeah yeah. I don't even know why you made that damn rule in the first place. It's just separating me from my fans even more," I told him.

"You need to stay healthy otherwise you could end up sick and canceling shows."

"Whatever," I said and kept walking to the tent. I could see the fans lined up inside and waited for the green light from the security guard.

"Alright Luke. You're good to go." The security guard told me.

"Thanks man!" I smiled and headed into the tent. Screams and cheers erupted as I walked in. I smiled and got in place, ready for the first fan.

Caroline's POV:

"Mama when is daddy coming home?" BoBo asked me from the dinner table.

"Soon baby soon." I reassured him. He sighed and stirred his pasta around his plate, while Tate was busy playing with his food.

I waited to clean up until after they finished eating and went to play. The kitchen was a mess. I wiped down the counters and felt a tap on my leg. I looked down to see Bo staring up at me.

"Can we call daddy?" Bo asked me. I sighed and went to find my phone.

"Here." I said, handing him my phone. He dialed the number and ran off. I continued to clean up and went to get Bo ready for bed.

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Bo came in with my phone and got in bed. He laid his head down on the pillow and looked at me.

"That was a long phone call. What did he say?" I asked him.

"It went to voicemail." Bo sighed. I got up and sat by his bed.

"Well daddy does have a show tonight baby." I rubbed his forehead.

"I know, but I wanted him to see his phone from the stage when he looks back like he does when we're there." Bo whispered.

"Oh he'll call us back. I promise. And he'll be home soon." I consoled him.

"Okay." Bo closed his eyes and went to sleep. I kissed his head and left the room.

My phone lit up with a text message, and I was hopeful that it was Luke, but it wasn't. I was getting worried like Bo. This is gonna be the longest streak that we've ever gone without seeing Luke, and we won't be able to fly out to any shows because school starts soon. He's been so busy with the new album release too. I mine and Luke's room and changed into sweats and a tank top. The TV was on and the bed looked so soft. I jumped in bed, plugged my phone in and started to drift off to sleep.

A/N: sorry if this chapter barely made sense. Just go with it and we'll go from there :)

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