Rose's POV
We sat there, just hugging for a while.
"Mitch, your shows about to start!" I said, looking at the time.
"Shit, Esther's probably looking for me!" He said, grabbing my hand and pulling me inside.
"No ones here!" I said, scared for Mitch.
"It's okay, I know where they are."
We walked down a hallway and into a room where the rest of the band was rehearsing.
"Sorry guys. We got stopped by fans." He lied. But no one saw through it, thank god.
"It's fine, Mitch. But we need to rehearse." Kevin said, warming up.
"I don't know why you're warming up 'cause you're a BEATBOXER!" Scott said, causing Kevin to make an idiotic face and everyone start to laugh. Mitch was laughing so hard he was crying, actually, sobbing into my shoulder.
"Mitch, calm down." I said to him.
"I'm trying really hard to." He said, still laughing and wiping his tears away.
"Okay, serious, guys," Kevin said, "We need to rehearse."
They started to rehearse 'Take Me Home.' I just stood there and listened.
"Wow." I said when they were finished. "Recordings and albums really don't do your voices justice." I complimented.
"Awh, thank you!" They all said in unison.
"Esther?" Kirstie asked, "When do we go out?"
"15 minutes," Esther answered.
"Alright," Kirstie said, looking back at the group, who were all on their phones.
"Guys!" She said, and everyone snapped their heads up, "We need to rehearse more!"
