P.O.V. Nate
Later on, around six we stop at an Olive Garden. Everyone rushes out of the tour bus. We’re obviously excited for endless breadsticks and pasta. Of course, I’m excited for the tour of Italy. Delicious! Andrew, Jack, Rachel, Lena, Emily, Will, Nattie, and I all walk in together. It’s nice to have a meal just for us, without the crew and everything. I mean, they’re great, but they aren’t my family like these guys are. The hostess seats us and asks us what we’d like to drink.
“Beers all around!” Noon shouts, classic Will.
“Will, you know I hate beer!” Emily says and punches him playfully.
I see Jack and Lena on the other side of the table kissing. They always look so happy together. Rachel notices me looking at them and she looks at me, giving me the “hey, let’s piss off my brother” look. I wink at her.
“Get a room, you guys! You’re grossing the whole place out!” I yell as I reach for their heads trying to pull them apart. The look on Jack’s face was priceless. Rachel is in stitches. She gives me a little side hug and kisses me on the cheek.
“What the fuck?!Why do you get to kiss my sister, and I can’t even kiss the hot girl to my right?” Jack points at Lena, laughing. We all chuckle and receive our drinks. We all talk about our plans for the few days after the show that we have free. Nattie, Noon, and Emily are planning to go down to Charleston and enjoy the beach with the crew. Rachel and Lena are flying back to New York. (Rachel for a fashion show and Lena for a “Girls” event.) Jack, Andrew, and I are going to just chill out, grab a hotel and walk around this beautiful city. It sort of reminds me of Arizona, except Arizona is so god damn hot. It’s a pretty small and more of a suburb. Well besides the few skyscrapers they have, it’s almost a small version of Cleveland. I’m really looking forward to this show, I don’t know why, but it just seems like it will be special. I’m going to spend some extra time on the fans, they deserve it.
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FanfictionA story about an aspiring photographer, avid fun.atic, and broken teenager, Elle and the band fun.