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Y/N's POV, July 1st 2014

The first show of the tour was tomorrow and we were making our way to Michigan via private jet for the first show, not quite right now, Nikki and I had just arrived at the meet-up point.

When we arrived into a private room at LAX, Mick was already around but I didn't see anyone else quite yet, we entered the room with Nik dragging our luggage behind him.

Upon entering the room, Mick looked up and smiled upon seeing us and stood himself up "Hey there, Mick." I smiled as I hugged the guitarist once I got close enough.

"Hello there, Sixx."

"Is everyone else around?"

"Tommy went for a cigarette with Allen and Vince went for a piss just before you walked in, you can probably tell it's not just me in here given the extra luggage around. Give it a minute then you'll have more things to look at than my ugly mug."

I roll my eyes as Nikki walked up beside me, shaking the guitarists hand and greeting him. We were stood around for another minute or so with Nikki, Mick and myself filling him in on the few things that have happened since we last spoke to him a week ago, just as we finished talking the door if the restroom in the corner opened and in walked Vince, he stopped when he noticed we were here but soon kept walking "Hello there. Long time no see." Vince grinned brightly as he approached me, swiftly.

"Two days without seeing me is a long time to you?" I tease.

"Hell yeah it is, so come 'ere and gimme a hug."

I did as I was asked and leaped onto the singer "Satisfied now?"

"For now, yeah. How do you feel leaving your house once again in the charge of Nico and Zeta?"

"We have enough faith that they won't burn the house down, they didn't before so I hope they don't this time either."

"Don't jinx yourself."

"I'll try not too but you asked."

"Yeah, I did... sorry if you get a call saying your house is a pile of smouldering ash."

"If we do, you're paying for repairs or an entirely new place."

"You can always live with me."

"Fuck, I can think of nothing worse." Nikki griped, walking over here and joining the conversation, grimacing and Vince shoved the bassist in the shoulder.

"You lived with me once before dickface and I've stayed with you at your place and I'm not that awful to live with. Y/N fucking lived with me for three years."

"You've only lived with us when there's been no choice in the matter."

"That's mean."

"He's kidding." I assured although I'm sure Vince already knew Nikki was joking.

"Fucking better be." Vince muttered and Nik smirked and Vince slid his arms around me and pulled me into his side "I'm stealing your wife for the trip then."