A Better Mike | Perrentes

{chapter 3}

[January 9th 2015, 6:50pm.]
|Location: Dallas, Texas|

{Perspective: Tony Perry}

That girl ended up being okay, I guess. Everyone went to do their own thing for a couple minutes leaving me alone.
My phone went off once making me sigh and reach over picking up the phone, unlocking it.

From: Mike
Hey Tone-Bone

To: Mike
Um..hi?

From: Mike
Is it weird I'm texting you?

To: Mike
I mean no, but you were in the room a few seconds ago..

From: Mike
Sorry...you make me nervous.

To: Mike
I make you nervous?

From: Mike
Yeah.. See you at the show Tony. (:

That was beyond weird, whatever. The concert was as it would normally be, that girl at the meet and greet was the only different occurrence. She was at the barrier and looked so happy, but the thought of her touching Mike's butt grossed me out, like.. she's a fan. Besides her, the show went great. I basically eye-fucked Mike, every time I could. Vic sounded awesome as always while Jaime just did whatever a Jaime does. After the show we all went back to the tour bus, sweaty and tired.
"Nice show out their Tone, it was nice to see you loosening up." Mike commented slinging an arm around my shoulder making me smile.

"PERRENTES!" We heard from fans as we hopped onto the bus.

"They're crazy." Mike said breaking out into a goofy grin as I just nodded along. "Tony, hey! That Erin girl should be coming on here soon, chat her up. A handsome guy like yourself could land her." He smiled and I smiled back then laughed a little.

"See there's just a little problem." I meant to say that to myself but of course I said it receiving basically a 'ummm finish your sentence' look from Mike which I tried to ignore and just as he was about to open his mouth. Vic and Danielle walked in laughing, holding hands while a shorter brunette followed behind, clutching two purses and a suitcase. I sighed internally, shoving past Vic and Danielle to the girl then smiling lightly. "Need help?" I ask and she looks up with a nod. I pick up the purse from her grasp and the suitcase figuring the pink colored items were Danielle's. "VIC! COME GET YOUR GIRLFRIENDS SHIT! I AM NOT YOUR CAMEL." I shout down the tour bus hallway, hearing no response until Vic walked out and angrily snatched the items. I turned around to see the girl looking at me with a small smile, I raised an eyebrow silently asking what.

"Camel? I thought you were a turtle." She giggled.

"You're a fan?" I asked.

"No, I hate Pierce The Veil, ew! Gag!" She said holding her stomach and pretending to dry heave.

"Yeah, totally. Pierce the Veil is so gross, especially the guitarist." I chuckle and sit down on the lounge.

"Now, wait a minute." She sits down next to me. "I think he's pretty cute, I miss his snake bites though. At least he has his gauges." She says with a tiny smile.

"He sucks!" I throw my head back in emphasis. "He can't play a single note! The singer sounds like a dying walrus!" I yelled it louder so Vic heard and exactly like that he ran out.

"I do not sound like a dying walrus!" He argued.

"Oh right! You sound like a female dying walrus!" I shout making Erin and I burst into laughter while Vic got even more pissed.

"Aw, is someone upset!" I said with a grin, getting up and pinching Vic's cheek. He slapped my hand away then walked down the hall sassily ranting to Danielle, if that didn't scream stereotypical gay I don't know what does.

"Mikey stop!" Alysha giggles as she's carried on the bus by Mike.

"Oh my god! Alysha!" Erin squeals getting up and covering her mouth as Alysha attempts to jump out of Mike's arms which fails terribly.

"ERIN!" She squeals back running up and hugging her tight, squealing even more.

"God! They're like baby pigs! Stop fucking squealing!" They all turned to me with their eyes angry, but Erin more concerned and Mikes jaw was dropped.

"You're such an asshole!" Alysha yelled. "Mike, is he still in the band! He's so rude! He just called us pigs! Yell at him!" She basically ordered Mike to do something about it and me thinking 'bros before hoes' well no! He picked me up by my collar and threw me out of the bus cursing at me the whole way. I landed on my shoulder with a harsh crack, I cried out in pain and held it tightly. Mike stood on the bus about to say something when I stood up and booked it with my shoulder hurting so bad. I ran until my arm felt like it was going to fall off and crashed at a bar.

From: Mike
I'm sorry Tone.