Afterwards

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After the concert we met a few fans that had backstage passes. They were pretty cool. We cruised around town after everything was over and used the mini stage on the side of the bus.

Yes, we do have that.

It was super fun! We got stopped by the cops twice and got three tickets because of Jordan. He gave them the finger. Twice. We all got along great, but the thing that bothered me throughout the day was from the concert. What was Johnny and Aaron fighting about? I really wanted to know but I wasn't sure if I actually wanted to hear about it. I don't knkw why but it didn't feel right. Aaron and Johnny are best friends, why would they fight?

Anyways, just to fill you in, our next stop to Kansas was cancelled and now moved to California. We have to take a plane to get there in about two to three days, the faster the better. That's why we didn't bother diving there. It was easier too.

Two long days had passed since the concert.

I started to brush out my wet hair. I hated my hair after a shower. It was really droopy, it made me want to scream.

''Can we talk.'' Aaron asked stern.

I nod and we sit in our bunk, the small curtain covering was the only thing that gave us a little privacy.

''What were you doing with Johnny?''

''I hugged him for good luck on the concert.'' I say casually.

''Why were you so far from sight? That was......weird.''

Is he accusing me?! Does he not trust me?

''I would never cheat, you know that.'' I snap.

''I'm not accusing you of anything, i'm just asking why.''

''I was looking at the artwork. Even ask Johnny.''

He nods, ''Good night.''

I check my phone, it was eleven o'clock It's not that late but I was tired. ''Night.''

Aaron turns the opposite way from me. Was he seriously mad or something? Wow. I roll my eyes and turn away from him. I find myself crossing my arms. Whatever, if he wants to act like a child and be mad for no good reason, who am I to stop him?

It was really dark now, everyone must have gone to sleep too.

That reminded me, I gotta talk to Johnny about the fight with Aaron. It happened really early in the morning. It was only screaming though, but if one of them threw a punch, Johnny would win.

No damn lie.

''Girlie.''

''Dylan? What?'' I whispered.

''Here, this came in the mail. I forgot to give it to you.'' He passes me a box that was a little bigger than the size of my hands combined.

''Thanks.''

Before I could ask, Dylan hands me a knife. It wasn't hard to open it but I got cut somehow in the process.

''It came!'' I squeal.

There was was smallish plastic bag with a piece of paper inside.

Before you judge, this might make me seam too much of a fangirl but it was Petter Nilsson's signature.

Well the reason I even have his autograph in the first place is because I wanted to get it tattooed. It might seem lame to some of you, but if I could get any band member's autograph tattooed, I would pick him.

I reach for my phone to text a friend of mine. She's a tattoo artist and she wanted to do it personally, she's a big fan of Her Bright Skies too. The problem was timing, since we're on tour I have to wait for about two or three weeks. It all depends if she would come to me or the other way around.

I got an instant text from her, ''Are you coming to Washington? I'll be staying here for about a month or a few days less than that''

I replied that it would work out fine, going to Washington was easy, the guys gave me the weekend to go there and get tattooed, we're sure that I would come back in time.

I look at Petter's autograph one more time and slip it back in the plastic bag. Then the plastic bag into the box. I yawn and hug the box to my chest. ''Good Night.'' I mutter to myself.

I didn't sleep much that night. I kept tossing and turning so much, that I almost screamed.

Only a few hours had passed.

At one point, I did fall asleep. The same routine kept me up though, I woke up every two hours i'm guessing.

Damn it, why?!

**I know its short but, i had to get this chapter over with and lol sorrry guys STAY UNDEAD**

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