Falling For His Smile

Chapter 2

Pete's POV

Max was coming on tour with us and it was so fucking exciting. I've missed her to death. Let's just hope when she finds out Panic! And TØP are coming, she'll be just as excited as we are.

Me and the rest of the guys are sitting on the couch. We were on our way to meet up with the other 2 bands.

"Pete, where are we even going?" Max asked as she came out of the bunk area. "Well, uh, funny you ask because-" I was interrupted by the bus stopping. "We're here!" the bus driver yelled.

We all walked outside. "Pete, where are we?" Max asked. At that moment, Josh and Tyler walked out of their tour bus. "Hey guys!" Tyler yelled. "Is this it?" Max asked. "No." Andy said. "Brendon Urie is here. No pictures please." Brendon yelled and opened the bus door. "Oh god." Max mumbled. Ryan, Spencer and Dallon followed.

All six boys walked over to us. "Are there ANY girls?" I heard Max mumble. "Sorry, no." Joe said. "Brendon, quit being a fucking idiot." Ryan said and rolled his eyes.

"Hey, guys. Long time no see." Patrick said. "Yeah. And who is this?" Josh asked. "This is my sister, Max." I said. "Nice to meet you. I'm Josh and this is Tyler. Twenty One Pilots for short." Josh said. "Nice to meet you as well." Max said. "We are the oh so great Panic! At the Disco." Brendon said with a smirk. "Unfortunately." Max said, matching his smirk.

After we planned everything out, we got in our buses and headed out to the hotel.

Max's POV

The hotel was moderately large and looked nice. I grabbed my suitcase and followed everyone out of the bus. We walked into the hotel and immediately stuck out.

Everyone around us were wearing fancy clothes and expensive jewelry. And then there was us. We were eleven people wearing skinny jeans and band tees. It was easy to spot us.

"Ok, me, Max, and Brendon will share a room. The rest of you can figure the rest out." Pete said. "I'm stuck with the emos. Great." I said. "I am not emo!" Brendon said with a smile. "Brendon, you have eyeliner on. You're emo." I said with a giggle. "Uh, its guyliner for your information." he said. "Sure." I rolled my eyes.

Our room was fucking huge. 2 king size beds and flat-screen tv. What the serious fuck.

"Max, you can share a bed with me." Pete said and threw his suitcase on the floor next to the bed. "Well no shit sherlock." I sassed. "Language please." he scolded. "Its English if you really need to know." I smirked. Brendon giggled and Pete rolled his eyes.

"What do we have planned for today?" I asked. "Since its late, we're gonna go out to dinner and just come back to hang out." Pete said. He was in the bathroom putting on his eyeliner. "Fucking emo." I mumbled under my breath. He gave me a look from the mirror. I smirked at him and went to look for an outfit for tonight.

"You are NOT wearing that." Pete said. I had picked out a sort of short dress and some heels to match. "Why not?" I said as I applied my mascara. "Because they're is going to be boys there and they'll stare." he said. I rolled my eyes. "You'll live." I said as I finished up. "Whatever."