The 1975

Chapter Eighty-Three || Together we're fire

QOTD: Who do you ship Abigail with Matty or George?

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Date: December 13th

Location: Sherman Theater - Stroudsburg, PA

"Everyone wake up!!" Jamie shouted as the bus door slammed shut.

I heard Adam and Ross jump down from their beds, Matty's room door open then close and John close the bathroom door. George slept on the couch last night.

"Abigail you're the last one left!" Jamie shouted then pulled back my little bunk curtain. "Hello love"

"Jamie no I just wanna lay here all day and watch shitty movies" I groaned as he tugged me down.

Once on my own two feet I noticed all the idiot boys staring at me.

"What?" I barked and they all smirked.

"You're in your knickers" James laughed leaning his head on the window.

"Pants on then band meeting" Jamie chuckled then walked back over to the boys and sat down.

I mumbled curse words to myself as I slipped on Matty's black boxers, a clean pair I swear, then walked over to the boys and sat down next to Ross. There was a spot near Matty but I was making an effort with Adam and Ross and John as well.

"Now that we're all awake and fully dressed let's talk business" Jamie said then peered through his phone. "Alright radio interview today, Matty and George"

"How exciting" Matty said sarcastically as he smoked a cigarette.

"Right well you can take Abigail with you" Jamie shrugged.

"Actually im going with" James said proudly.

"Not anymore" I sang and he shot me his infamous dirty look.

"Matty" Jame sighed.

"The lady gets what the lady wants" Matty laughed knowing that arguing with me would me pointless.

"Alright as for my terrible threesome and James, guitar shopping" Jamie beamed. "I have some coming in and you all get to decide along with Leon which ones you want to keep"

"It's not fair that they get to do the fun stuff" George whined.

"Sorry you and Matty are the face of the band" Adam snorted.

"No arguing children" Jamie sighed then looked at me. "I won't be at the interview so can you make sure these two don't fuck up?"

"Sure" I smiled.

"George, Abigail, and Matty together alone" James smirked. "Now I really want to tag along"

"Fuck you" I sighed then stood up and stormed into the bathroom for my morning shower.

The day he becomes a mature adult is the day hell freezes over. It still amazes me how Matty can tolerate being around him without wanting to choke him to death.

Anyways after my shower I just slipped on white skinny jeans, a heather gray sweater and black Chelsea's boots with a bit of a heel.

I let my black waves hang, I was planning on cutting them soon, then I applied some makeup to look more alive.

"You haven't used your purse much" Matty said as I stepped out the room holding my black Zara satchel in my hands. It was medium sized city bag.

"It's my only expensive purse I don't wanna scratch it up" I shrugged slipping the shoulder strap over my shoulder.