T W E N T Y S I X

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"Peter!" I grin, running up to the man. "Guess who handled the dinner thingy for tomorrow and didn't get annoyed at anyone?" "Nice job, Dylan." He tells me, handing his luggage to the bellhop. "You're here for two days and you need a large suitcase?" I ask him with raised eyebrows. "I have presents." "Oooh." "Have you gone to rehearsals?" "All done. The last show is ready and everyone's excited." "Good. I need a relaxing last show and not another blow up." "Uh oh, who had a blow up?" I ask, wanting the gossip.

"Mel, she broke down right before she had to go out and then refused to end the show so guards had to carry her off." My eyes widen as I stare at Peter. "I might cry a little but wow." I admit.

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"Alright, I need everyone over here!" I announce, seeing everyone head over. They circle around me and I look at them all. "This is our last show together and I couldn't have asked for a better tour. You guys put up with my craziness and I love you all for that. I had so much fun getting to know you all, I wish we had more time but every great thing must sadly come to an end. You guys made this such a fun first experience and I'm so grateful for that. I hope you all keep in touch with each other because I know that I'm going to try. I love you weirdos so much." Damian put his arm around me, giving me a soft shake. "Alright, before I start crying group hug." I laugh, moving toward the center.

We all stand in a group hug for a while until everyone's called to positions. I head back to my dressing room, looking in the mirror. My hair was dyed back to a dark brown yesterday and it looks amazing. I could hear the arena slowly begin to fill, making me smile. Last show.

"Dylan! Let's move!" Aaron calls, peeking his head in. We were going through the crowd and picking a few people for a last show meet and greet after.

I follow him out, all of us coming out the side stage entrance. Damian heads for the top, Aaron for second level, brad for first with Zach and I had floor. We had five passes each so that meant twenty five guests. I skip through the paths, waiting for the floor guests to enter. I heard a scream from the top and looked up, Damian giving a group of girls a hug. I smile, then heard an excited squeak to my right. I look over and see a girl about to cry.

"Hi there." I tell her and a tear goes down her cheek and I wipe it away. "None of that." I tell her. "Can I have a picture?" She asks with a shaky voice?" "Of course! Would you like meet and greets too?" I ask with a smile. Her eyes widen and she begins crying and I pull her in for a hug. "Hey, it's okay!" I pull away, looking at her. She wipes her eyes and she smiles at me.

"My parents just got a divorce and your music helped me through all that." "I'm so glad it did!" She nods, giving me another hug. "You give amazing hugs, did you know that?" I tell her. She laughs, smiling. "And a beautiful smile." She smiles more, looking down. "Alright, here's your pass, make sure you don't lose it. How about that picture?" She nods, pulling out her phone. Her hands are still shaking so I take the phone, taking a few pictures. "What's your name?" "Anika." "It's very nice to meet you, Anika." "I can't believe I'm meeting you." She admits. I smile, giving her one last hug. "I'll see you after the concert." I tell her.

I continue going through the crowd, taking pictures and looking for fans for the meet and greet. I give my last two to two boys who came, blessing their souls but in all honesty they are probably here to get some girls but whatever, and I head backstage. "Alright, thirty minutes till showtime and I have way too much to do no one speak to me." I order, going into my dressing room and slumping in my seat.

No texts from my brothers saying they would make it, but I had known not to get my hopes up. I just wish they could be here. "Dylan." I peek out my door at the interrupter. "Yes?" "I have Anna for you." "Oh, yeah come on in Anna, how are you feeling?" "Better." "That's good, did you get to talk to your dad?" She nods, crawling up on the couch and curling up. "Are you going to take a nap?" She nods again, closing her eyes. I start on my hair, curling it then do my makeup, struggling with my eye makeup.

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