Saving Us || l.h

N I N E T E E N

I sat in front of the camera, looking around and awaiting further instruction. "Dylan, we're rolling." The guy behind the camera says, I think his name was Lewis. "What? Oh! Sorry! Ha, was waiting for the action call, sorry!" I laugh, turning to the camera.

"What's up guys! My name is Dylan Ryan and this is my very first headlining tour! In this movie you will see what a typical show consists of, what we do if we have time to tour, what we do on the bus between stops, everything! You'll get to hear from everyone performing about their experiences, likes, dislikes, the works! I hope you enjoy!"

I look at the guy and he stopped the camera. "Perfect! During this it will go from being a voice over with pictures, to this video and back, then we edit in the footage we do on our way to London from Glasgow, so that's bus footage, then we show you touring London and being tourists, then practices, getting ready for each show, then after each show then pictures from every stop so far that we have, which Peter did send to us, thank you for that. Then the movie will be over." "Awesome. Well I need to go perform for Glasgow so will you start filming right after the show?" Lewis nods. "Awesome. I'll see you after."

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"Goodnight Scotland!" I yell into the crowd after we took our final bow. I run offstage, handing my mic off to a worker and heading to my dressing room, forgetting about the filming beginning. Cameras appeared and I jumped slightly, continuing my walk to my dressing room. "Aaron! Can I use your phone when we get on the bus?" I call before going in my dressing room. "You get ten minutes." He replies, going into his without glancing at me. We had been told to act like nothing was out of the ordinary and that's what we were doing.

I took off my makeup and threw my hair up in a messy bun, heading into the guys dressing room after changing in my bathroom so the camera crew doesn't see. "Alright. Back to discussion before performing and the camera crew coming." I say, sitting on their couch and waiting for the call to board the buses."I really think blue would be good." Brad says. "But hot pink would look better." Damian cuts in, holding my hair and examining it. "That'd clash too much with her skin." I nod, pointing at Aaron. "He's right."

"But blue wouldn't work." He shakes his head. "I really think it would!" I nod. "Blue hair is an easy color that can go with everyone." I explain, holding up a picture of an edit of me. It was a punk edit someone made, putting blue hair on me. "See? It'd look good." Brad points out. "What would Luke think?" "Who cares what Luke thinks, this is my hair! He doesn't choose what color Michael dyed his hair, he shouldn't choose mine. He doesn't run my life." "Yet. Wait till you're married." Brad laughs. "What are you talking about? Dylan would be the one running his life!" Damian says. "I would not!" I frown. "Yes you would." Damian, Zach and Aaron say. "I hate you all. I do not run people's lives."

They all looked at me. "Don't give me examples." I groan, standing up. "When are you going to dye your hair?" "Who wants to help me tonight?" I ask, standing in the doorway. "I will!" Zach grins. "Let's go!" I grin, grabbing my wallet from my room before going out the arena doors. We reach the fence which held back fans who began screaming when they saw us. "Alright! Where's the nearest convenience store?" I ask, smiling at everyone. "Go down that street, take a right and it's on the corner." A fan says. "Thank you! I'll be back for pictures soon!" I call, hoping to make it before it closed. Camera crews were following, close behind for everything they had. We found the store, heading inside.

"This blue, it's like the color of the ocean." Zach says, handing me one. "Awesome, I should have probably had a professional do this but whatever." I grin, grabbing a few more things before heading to checkout. I bought everything, took a picture with a few fans, then headed back to the gates to take pictures and sign things. An hour later we were back in the arena with a blue sink and Brad filming Zach dyeing my hair on his phone. "Don't post anything! I wanna post it all at once with the final picture!" I tell him.