We Go Together (Zack Merrick/ATL)

August 11th.

*Vi's POV*

I woke up the next morning with Zack's arm wrapped around my waist. I freaked out for a solid minute before I realized that the guys put the beds together. I looked around, and thought it was cute. I eased out of Zack's arms, careful not to wake anyone up, before grabbing my selfie stick out of the closet. I wiggled back into the spot I woke up in, and extended the selfie stick to the appropriate level and took a picture. I posted it on IG, captioning it "All Time Lows genius idea of combining our beds together. #nextlevelsleepover"

I woke the guys up, since they had an interview to go to, and I didn't. I didn't want to just shake them awake, so I went to YouTube on my phone, and blasted "she's kinda hot" by 5sos. It worked, surprisingly.

They got up, and slowly walked to their bags to get clothes. They wore similar things, band tees, dark jeans, and combat boots or vans. They asked me to come, so I quickly got ready, throwing on a cute little sundress with some wedges. The dress was blue, had spaghetti straps, and it had little yellow and pink flowers on it. I put on light makeup and was ready to go. I tried to look nice, in case I got called up to be interviewed with them. We headed to the car, excited. The interviews made me realize that this was actually happening. I was going on tour with my best friends.

Once we got there, the guys were immediately pushed onto a small couch, and quickly introduced to the interviewer. Some dude behind the camera counted down from 5, and the interview started. I wasn't really paying attention, until the interviewer said my name. "So, we've heard that Violet Rose, a close friend of yours, is going to be your opening act on tour. Is she here?" The guys nodded, and Alex stood up to get me. I walked over, waving as I sat down on the arm rest. "Hi!" I said, shaking her hand.

"Hello! How are you, Violet?" She asked me.

"I'm good! And please, call me Vi." I responded.

She nodded. "Well Vi, how does it feel to be touring with the guys?"

"Its pretty interesting. It hasn't really hit me yet, you know? This is my first tour, and I've only known the guys for like 3 months. We've gotten pretty close, actually. They basically live in my apartment at the moment." I said, laughing. "But I'm extremely excited, and happy, to be going on this tour." I finished.

She nodded once again, before asking me another question. "How did you meet the guys? And more importantly, are you dating one of them?"

"Well, I was going to Walmart one day for groceries, when Jack ran into me, and I saw a yoga ball fly over my head. He helped me up, and explained that they were in the middle of a very intense game of basketball, with a yoga ball. And we walked around and hung out until they decided to throw gallons of paint in the air, and they all fell to the ground, exploding. We ran, and no one payed attention to what was going on, except Zack. I had fallen, due to the paint on the bottom of my shoes, and he carries me out to the car. I then found out that my wrist was broken. So we got that casted up, and I invited them back to my house to chill. And to answer your second question, I guess your just gonna have to wait and find out!" I said looking at the boys, all of them blushing due to the story I had just previously told.

"Wow, uh okay! That's not at all what I expected but that's good. Its good that you all get along." The interviewer, whose name was Sarah, said.

We all nodded, and the interview dragged on. A few of us occasionally making inappropriate jokes under our breath. If we did, Rian would smack us on the shoulder, trying to get us to stop. We also explained our prank war, and some of our stories of what had already happened.

It was 3pm, when the interview ended, so we grabbed a snack and headed to rehearsals. They went smoothly, and we were home by 6. Nothing was happening at home, so I had decided to play some video games on my Xbox. I just finished a round of death match when they guys came in, wanting to play call of duty. I gave up my spot on the floor, as Alex, Jack, and Rian all played, trying to shoot the people on the other team. Me and Zack just sat on the couch, occasionally laughing if one of the guys died. At 9, I decided I was quite tired, so I crawled into my bed, after changing into my Grey sweatpants, and a shirt with snoopy on it that said "allergic to mornings." As soon as my head hit the pillow, I was knocked out.

Another shitty chapter, I'm so sorry.