And Always.

Chapter 25

(Never Be Like You By Flume)

Harley's Pov

We had one more concert, tonight in Illinois. Last night's show here was probably my favorite. It was our first rain show, and I changed up the set-list so that I could play Long Live.

Of course Kevin Matthews screamed at me, but in a week tops, I will be having concerts of my own for a month while I find someone to sign us.

"First the shit you pulled at dinner, and then you changed the set-list? What is wrong with you? You must follow the rules!" Kevin screamed as I looked up at him and yawned.

"Are you done?" I rolled my eyes, and he stood there in shock.

"I don't like this new attitude that you have gotten." Kevin scolded, pointing his finger at me while all of the boys tried to hide their bubbling laughter.

"I'm sorry, but this was my attitude before you decided to trap me in your record label." I rolled my eyes once more, and started to stand up from the seat I was sitting in.

"If you'll excuse me. I have better things to do than sit here and listen to you talk." Kevin put his hand on my arm and pushed me back down.

"We aren't done here, Ace." The frustration bubbled in his tone, causing me to laugh.

"Did my mother put you in the dog house? What a shame..." I leaned my head on my arm that was holding me up.

"Stop it right now. Whatever this act of yours is, you need to fix it!" He screamed, causing me to laugh.

"Be careful screaming that much old man, you might pop that vein in your forehead." I patted Kevin's back as i stood up once more and walked past him.

"Now that you're finished with him, we can talk." Jessie pulled me into his hotel room and I rolled my eyes.

"What the fuck was that dinner, Harley." His words spit out like there was venom in his mouth.

"You didn't like it? Personally, the food wasn't that great. The beer and entertainment definitely was." I smiled sarcastically and he rolled his eyes with a huff.

"I know everything about you, so you better fix your act. You're acting just like your mother." The smile dropped from my face, along with all forms of amusement.

"Excuse me?" I responded, my anger growing and he just shook his head.

"You are just like your mother!" He screamed and the room fell silent.

"All your insecurity that you're showing, is making me realize why you and Daddy Dearest have a lot of father-son baggage." Jessie's face coiled up with anger and disgust.

"I hate you!" He screamed as I threw my head back with laughter.

"I've hated you since the day I met you." I opened the door, walking out of the room.

"Don't tell anyone about her, and I won't tell anyone about you." He screamed down the hallway and I turned around with a smile.

"The people are going to know my name either way when I'm done with you."

***

The livestream booted up, and the interviewer across from us sat there with a smile on his face. We were doing a live interview before our concert tonight. Chad, our interviewer, looked incredibly excited.