The Queen Of Fuck Ups {m.c.}

Never trust a Cheshire Cat

"Your tickets, please." The security guard looks my body up and down with a smirk plastered on his lips and I start to act like I'm looking for the tickets in my bag.

"Oh my god no. Jamie fuck I lost them. I can't believe that I actually lost these tickets." Fake tears start welling up in my eyes and I look at Jamie with a panicked look.

"What? Are you sure? I can't believe that we don't get to see them. Fuck my life. We should get going then."

"I'm so sorry that we bothered you." We start to walk out of the line when the guard grabs my shoulder lightly.

"Wait girls. Go on in. It's not your fault that the tickets are gone and you used so much money on the tickets." He smiles to me and I fake a squeal of happiness before throwing my arms around his neck and hugging him.

"Thank you so much!" I quickly grab his hand to leave a note with my number, just because he was cute as fuck and he kinda reminded me of a hot version of Luke. Jamie and I start laughing as soon as we're in because hell fucking no we lost our tickets. We just really like sneaking into concerts and tricking security guards. I don't even know what fucking band we're going to see today. I just know that afterwards we are going to sneak into the backstage area and hit on whatever band member we find the hottest.

"Who are we seeing today?" I give Jamie the flask from my purse and she happily grabs it before handing me a pill.

"It's freshly from the oven and by oven I mean Chris. I think there are called something like 5 Seconds Of Summer?" I nod before putting the pill in my mouth and swallowing. Jamie gives me the flask back as we find to seats that seem to be empty in the third row so kinda fuck yeah. So fuck the people who had these seats because they are too late anyways since the countdown for the band is starting. Everything is completely dark and music starts playing as people start to walk out on the stage. The fans start screaming, which is incredibly annoying. The lights turn on and thee people on the stage are clear. As soon as it happens I want to scream but not for the same reason as the other girls. I want to scream because I'm fucking pissed. Already in the first song I get eye contact with Michael and he just stands there, staring at me for a while. Oh he is going to fucking pay for this. He fucking lied to me. They all did but Michael is the fucking worst. He had all the time in world to tell me that he was famous but choose not to.

After the concert Jamie and I walk over to the backstage entrance which we always knows where is. It's a fucking gift. On the way over there we meet a girl that seems kinda nice and brings her with us, because she wants to hook up with Luke, so whatever.

I smile at the huge security guard while looking into the backstage area. I'm so gonna kill that motherfucker.

"Can we please get in?"

"Do you have a backstage pass?"

"No but I'm fucking the bassist." The new girl stares at me completely shocked but I just send her a grin.

"Should I ask him if that's true? Which I doubt." I nod with a smile and as the guard turns around and starts talking in the phone I make grabby hands at Jamie. She hands me two pills and I put them on my tongue. My body feels kinda bubbly and I would probably be very fun to be around if it wasn't for band who fucking betrayed my trust. But I'm as fucking fine as you get me.

"Go on in." The guard looks fucking biter which I find stangely hilarious because suck it. We walk through the hallways, the girl we picked starting to breath quicker but she'll probably be fine. Well we'll see about that. Jamie should give her a pill. Calm her nerves. I open a door that says 5SOS dressing room and we walk into the room that goes completely quiet when they see me.