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From the back of the venue, I watched the guys do their final rehearsal. When it was time, I joined them to run through To the Hellfire, we filmed it so we could review if we needed to make any changes.
Will and I decided for the most part we would layer each other, we had tried doing separate parts the day before but we made a brutal impact together, our harsh vocals knitted together like nothing I'd ever heard before.
The final part was left totally up to him, no one did it quite like he did. Austin intervened begging us to try it together, insisting it would be monstrous. We gave it a go and he was right, our timing with each other was impeccable.
We quickly watched it back and we all shared the same stank face.

"Fuck yeah!" Will shouted, picking me up "that's insane! Shit!"

"You both sound like you've come from the pits of hell, fucking awesome" Andrew chuckled.

"Look how in sync we are with our movements too! It's like we've choreographed it all!" I burst into laughter.

"This is gonna be intense! I'm so glad I asked you to do it" Adam grinned.

"So am I! I'm truly honoured, thank you all"

We finished up and went to grab some dinner before preparing for the show that night.

Will and I walked back and forth in their dressing room, doing our warm ups. I learnt some new methods from him, putting the fact he's my boyfriend aside, he was a great mentor too! He didn't gate keep, he'd given me loads of helpful tips over the past few weeks when I was trying something new. The thing is with Will, even if he didn't know how to do something, he'd try it. He wasn't happy until he perfected something and it showed, he wasn't held in such high regard for no reason.
Showtime came and I stood side stage watching, I had goosebumps almost the entire time. They were sensational with such stage presence.
The final song imminent, I felt the buzz of adrenaline course through me.

"We have something pretty special for you now" Will addressed the crowd standing on a stage monitor. "I wanna see you all go fucking nuts, for our truly incredible guest!" He introduced me, arm outstretched to my side of stage.

The sound from the audience was immense, I never expected that reception. Unable to stop the huge grin I practically skipped on stage, with an over the top curtsy as I got to Will. He shook his head laughing "make some fucking noise!" He commanded and the whole place roared.

The guitars started and the crowd was already splitting up, breaking into pits, Will had a huge smile from ear to ear as he looked at me. This man could control a fucking army I'm sure of it.
The atmosphere grew more and more intense as the music built, I'd never felt this hyped up before.

We joined in and the power I felt was extraordinary.
I faced Will at the pre-chorus and he was absolutely in his element. He slowly made his way over to me and we mirrored each other's movements, going into the chorus. We flowed so well together, when we reached the outro we were both in the same position, leg up on a stage monitor, exerting ourselves fully.
The sound of the crowd almost drowned us out, carrying on for a minute after the song finished.

"Shit! Thank you!" I said into the microphone laughing, still trying to catch my breath. I just looked out at the sea of people. Utterly astonished.

Wills arm lay around my shoulder "come on as loud as you can!" His hand waving up, spurring the crowd on to get rowdy. "Give it up for this fucking powerhouse of a woman!" He kissed my cheek and whispered a thank you.

"No, thank you" I leaned my head against his chest for a second before turning to the rest of the band, blowing them a kiss and giving a small wave.
They sat at the front of the stage, taking a photo with the crowd when I heard my name being chanted. I was frozen on the spot, convinced I was hallucinating.

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