Iris [Kellin Quinn]

Chapter 3

After I had told all of my bandmates the details of our date, I went to my bunk and took out my phone. Ignoring all of the Twitter notifications from fans, I scrolled through my text notifs and saw I had two missed texts from Vic and one missed call from Alex, he didn't leave a voicemail, so I'm assuming that was unimportant, I'll call him back in the morning.

The first one of Vic's texts read 'I saw you leaving the venue with Kellin, are you going on a date?? ;)' and the second one said 'Come on woman! I need details! Respond quickly!' I giggled to myself and texted Vic 'idk if you would call it a date, but we did go out, I'll tell you about it in the morning xx'

I turned my phone off and connected it to the charger, I sighed and closed my eyes, falling asleep fairly quickly.

I woke up to someone poking my nose. I swatted their hand away whilst my eyes were still shut, but they were persistent and continued to poke my face. I groaned and rolled over, forgetting that I was on a bunk that was less than two feet in width. I fell off and landed on the person, causing a small, girly scream. I looked at who was under me and realized it was Vic. I quickly rolled off of him and clutched my funny bone, which hit the bunk and was now tingling.

"Fuck, you didn't have to fall on me," he said, grabbing his head, which had probably hit the floor.

"Sorry, you shouldn't have tried to wake me up," I giggled, standing up and then holding my hand out for him to take. I pulled him up and he stumbled a little before catching his balance. Rubbing sleep out of my eyes, I asked "why're you here anyways?"

"I wanted to know more about you and Kellin's date," he responded, going to my suitcase and throwing me jeans and a t shirt. "Also, you need to get dressed, you have a set in fifteen minutes." My eyes widened and I grabbed the shirt he threw at me and the black ripped jeans. Not bothering to go into the bathroom or to look at the shirt Vic gave me, I took my shirt off- since I had slept in my bra I didn't need one- and slipped the new one on. I did the same with my pants while explaining to Vic everything that had happened the previous night.

Vic braided my hair while I did my makeup and I questioned how he knew how to, and he said that Danielle, his girlfriend, had taught him how to when he played with her hair.

"Aw, you guys are so cute," I mused about him and Danielle. He smiled at me and beamed, he loved to talk about Danielle and I could tell because he always smiled when he did.

After I finished getting ready we both ran to the stage DP was preforming at and I ran to put all the equipment on.

"Why do you guys never wake me up on time?" I almost yelled at Blaire and Damon who were laughing at my constant lateness.

"Vic texted us and said he would, we didn't think he'd be that late," Damon said grabbing a pair of drumsticks and running up on stage. Blaire and Eren followed him and I went out last.

Once the set finished, we went off stage and Vic handed me a water bottle and towel, which I graciously accepted. I had jumped into the mosh pit today and it was the funnest thing ever. I had never done it before and the crowd held me up, so I could stand up in the middle of the crowd, which was the coolest thing ever. Our photographer, Lily, said she would text me some pictures so I could tweet one.

"Do you want to do a run?" Vic asked me, smirking. A run was something we hadn't done since our last tour together, and it was basically one of us getting on the other's back and running around the venue. When we were at indoor venues we would run around while people were finding their seats, it was a fun way to meet fans without them having to pay for it or having to make a line, the only catch was that they had to catch us. I grinned and said yes.