[ ◉¯] "𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐀 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌." || 𝐓𝐎𝐌 𝐊𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐙.

"𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐭."

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"Okay Tom, put me down now." I demand, lightly tugging on his jacket. His hands slide down my body as he gently places me down.

I look up at him, to see he's already looking down at me.

"I'll be glad to do that for the walk back too." He states, smiling.

"I'll hold you to that." I reply, walking towards the building.

I sense him following behind me so I slow down a little.

"Are you excited?" I question Tom.

"Yeah, it's gonna be good. I'm mostly excited for the party after though."

"Of course you are." I chuckle.

He slides his hand around my waist, pulling me closer to him.

"Only because I know you'll be there." He whispers, gripping my waist.

I click my tongue, and smile at his comment. Bill quickly follows up with us, throwing his arm around me. Hailey is walking with Georg, and I'm pretty sure Gustav is buying a slushy somewhere.

"Hey hey." Bill says.

"You ready, Bill?" Tom questions his twin.

"Ready for my throat to kill? Absolutely!" He states, throwing his other arm in the air.

"That's the spirit." I add, smiling.

We enter the building after Hailey and Georg. We all look around and smile.

"It's huge." Hailey states, as her voice echoes throughout the building.

"That's what she said." Georg adds, looking around.

"Shut up." Hailey replies, nudging his shoulder.

"Okay love birds, calm it down. Let's get backstage." Bill butts in, walking towards the back.

"Hey! Wait for me." Gustav says, walking up to us with a slushy in his hand.

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It's time for them to start performing and the crowd is already screaming, bursting my eardrums. I tie my hair up in a ponytail, take out my camera and leave everything else backstage.

"Goodluck, you guys are gonna be great." I refer to all the boys. They all give me a nod and a smile as I walk out.

Hailey's already in the crowd somewhere, making out with someone or getting drunk. I think it'd be better if I don't look for her.