Yo yo yo! I'm trying my best to update lots but its hard 'cause school and homework and I'm getting so stressed over homework and ugh. And I also have 2 other fanfics to update and I haven't updated much on my Dan Howell fanfic but nobody reads that anyway and I also have a twenty one pilots fanfic but yeah, heres chapter 9 after that long as a/n.
Jess POV;
The first concert was today, I was excited to see all the mad fangirls and I was setting a camera up so I could catch the whole concert live and potentially make it into a DVD for the fans.
Sound check was in a few hours so we could all chill for a while. Patrick was on vocal rest exept for when he was literally sucking Elisa's face off, I kept telling myself I wasn't jealous but I think I kind of was.
Me and Meagan were sat watching a random film, it was a good film but we didn't actually know the name. Pete was else where with everyone else, getting into some 'concert clothes', twenty øne piløts were doing the same so I guess they would be classes as the 'everyone else with Pete' crew, who knows where Elisa was, proberly planning out a devilish way of killing me or something.
'What's the time?' Asks Meagan, not taking her eyes off the screen in front of us.
'I'll check.' I mumble, pushing myself off the cosy 2 seated sofa, shifting over to where my phone was laying and clicking the sleep button to reveal the time.
'4:30pm.' I mumble, sitting back down. 'Sound check starts in an hour.'
'Okay, the film has nearly finished anyway.' She says, neatly taking her eyes off the TV.
'OMG! Adam Sandler!' We both squeal at the same time. We suddenly get knocked out our Adam Sandler fangirl attack when someone knocks at the door.
'Open up, we are going for sound check.' Shouts Joe from behind the door, we snicker and carry on watching the film 'cause Adam Sandler. 'I'm serious!' We can't help but burst into fits of laughter.
'Is Curley getting angry?' I tease, peeping through the peep hole, all I saw was a mop of brown curley hair, which to me was hilarious even though I'd seen it nearly everyday of my life.
'Look, we have sound check, come on the car is waiting.' Shouts Joe, walking off, I unlock the door and walk out, shouting his name, he twists round and looks at me.
'We'll be down, meet in the lobby.' I close the door again, pulling on my blue converse and grabbing my black leather jacket. Meagan follows, pulling her shoes and jacket on, we leave the room, locking the door and walking down to the lobby. The shitty elevator had broken so we had to take the stairs, winding down, down, down until we reach the ground floor.
We spot the guys and Elisa, walking over and joining them.
10 plus minutes later, we arrive, no fans were waiting yet except for one, a guy all alone, brown short hair, he had a cheesy grin pasted on his face, staring at me. He looked familiar.
No it can't be.
He's in America right?
It can't be him.
It can't. It can't. It really can't.
Can it?
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Shitty ending, I know.
I don't like this chapter but yeah, hopefully the next chapter will be better.
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Fanfiction!Trigger Warning! Jess Trohman, Joe Trohman's younger sister, Joe's in a famous band, Fall Out Boy, you'd think her life was perfect, right? Behind that smile, behind those eyes, lays a secret that not even her caring and close brother knows ©2015 b...
