Reach For The Stars (Dallas Liu & Ian Ousley)

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Star's POV

Tonight was the final night of my tour which ended in Los Angeles. Dallas and Ian were here and it was so nice to see them.

I flew in today so they met me straight at the arena. Since my flight flew in so close to call time I had to go straight into my dressing room and get ready. Before going out to the pre-show toast I took some time to myself.

I smiled as I remember the memories on this tour. Tonight has to be the best night. I reach into my bag to look for a cough drop when I accidentally drop it.

I pick up my stuff and I find a mini bottle of tequila.

"Oh oops." I say taking the bottle. "Well it's the last night not a bad thing to celebrate."

I open the bottle and chug it.

"Star, are you ready?!" Kass calls out for me.

I walk out the door and meet my crew and my best friends.

"Hey guys! So glad to see you guys." I hug both of them.

"Come on Star lets do this." Kass says handing everyone a shot.

"You guys it's the last show, we fucking did it. Thank you for taking this journey with me. Every single one of you has been an essential part of this tour. I love and appreciate you all. Like always let's go out there and have fun. Let's make tonight the best night of all."

"L.A on three."

"One,

two,

L.A!"

The shot goes down my throat.

I go onto the platform and sit on my knees.

"Goodluck out there." Ian tells me.

"Thank you." I smile.

"You got this, we'll celebrate after." Dallas tells me.

I hug them both and then receive my mic.

My intro begins to play and I begin to rise.

"Los Angeles." I speak into the microphone. "Let me hear you scream." I appear amongst the fog.

Let's fucking do this.

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The show was over and I left the stage with tears in my eyes. Happy tears, I couldn't believe I just finished touring.

Dallas and Ian met me in the car and straight to my house we went.

"Feels good to be home doesn't it?" I say.

"Feels good to be back together." Ian says resting his head against me.

"Can you guys stay the night with me?" I ask.

"That shouldn't even be a question." Ian says.

Dallas chuckles, "Of course that was the plan."

I smiled widely.

After an hour, thanks to L.A traffic, we arrived to my house and I went straight into my post concert routine.

By the time I got out Dallas and Ian had food ready.

"You guys are the best thank you." I say taking a piece of garlic bread.

"Is it good?" Dallas asks and I let him have a bite.

"What kind of question is that? It's garlic bread of course it's good." Ian retorts, mildly offended because he made it.