𝐒𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 | 𝐖𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐮𝐫 𝐒𝐨𝐨𝐭 𝐱 𝐎𝐂

030

Sages pov:

the last concert went well, not much happened.

but today is the last day for me to see my sister, her fiancé and my niece.

"hey sage!" mabel hugs me. "oh hey wilbur!" wilbur hugs her and she returns the hug.

"hello! this your band mate you were talking about?" ava smiles.

"well?" we hold up our hands intertwined with eachother.

"YOU GUYS ARE DATING?!" mabel gasps.

"mhm!" i blush.

we talk about upcoming plans for a while, whilst eating.

"in a few months we're having our wedding." ava adds. "we'll send an invite. we would love for you guys to come."

"i would love that." i reply, i take another bite of my sandwich.
food is getting easier but i still fucking hate it. i hate that i'm gaining weight. i hate people watching me eat.

"when does your flight leave?" mabel asks.

"in an hour." wilbur says sadly.

after thirty minutes we see the tour bus appear in the driveway.

"we should get going." i stand up and pick up my finished plate. i only ate half the sandwich but i felt proud.

"sageeee noooo." elise clings onto me. "don't leave."

"i'll visit very soon."

"take me with youuuu." she hugs me tight.

"i can't you have to stay with your parents." i reply.

"oh ok." she sighs.

"i'll visit very soon." i promise elise.

i hug ava and hug mabel.

"see you soon sage." she hugs tightly and tears roll down her cheeks.

"see you soon mabel." my voice cracks out.

wilbur and i walk into the tour bus and we drive to the airport.

"now boarding, flight 420 for london." the announcer announced.

"hehe funny." i mumble.

"you did not." wilbur sighs.

we board the plane and i turn my phone off for take off.

wilbur falls asleep and i'm left alone with my thoughts.

the crowd hated you.
your singing sucks.
wilbur doesn't want to tell you your singing sucks.

i put on my earbuds to drown out the thoughts racing threw my head.

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i throw my bags onto my bed... then kick them off cause i want to sleep.

i grab a hoodie from my closet. (A/N: i've been in that damn closet for so long smh-)

it smells like wilbur. it smells of vanilla.

jet lag isn't bad, but i'm NOT a morning person.

i go to sleep then wake up at 5 to a loud yelling from the kitchen.

"NOOOOOO WILBURRRR IM SORRRYYY!!" tommy.

i sigh and walk out to the kitchen.

"oh hey sage!" tommy says like he didn't just wake me up. "TELL WILBUR HE CANT EAT SAND!"

"good morning to you too." i rub my eyes and sit next to wilbur on the couch.

"tell WILBUR HE CANT EAT SAND!!"

"WHY?!" wilbur yells back.

"CAUSE ITS FUCKING SAND!!" phil pinches  the bridge of his nose.

"i'm not fucking it." wilbur shoots back.

i bust out laughing. "it's too early for this."

"it's 5pm you dumbass." tommy sits back in his chair.

"it's still early for me." i lean on wilbur. "so what's the deal with sand?"

"wilbur says it's a good snack." tommy replies

"i gave my tooth enamel as lent so i'm ok." wilbur admits.

"i don't think that's how it works but ok." i laugh.
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hello lovelies 👋👋

sorry i had to make this chapter short cause i'm at an event.

and a little update, my twitter in in my bio if you wanna check it out :)

make sure you eat food and drink water <33

-indie <3

June 30th, 2023