gUYS IM EXCITED ABOUT THIS ANDDD SORRY I DIDNT UPDATE EARLIER... I've been super sick and tired lately.
also, i cant get this song out of my head ugh
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"Oh my gosh! That was so fun!" I yell, running off the stage. "I feel so hyped!"
Calum grins at me, while some tech guys run around getting everything ready for the boys.
"Glad you enjoyed it!" Cal laughs, "There will be a lot more of this happening."
I smile at the thought of singing almost every night to a new group of people.
"I am very excited about this tour."
"So are we." Mikey says, wrapping an arm around my shoulders in a friendly way.
"Ready to rock?" Ashton lets out a scream.
"No screamo." I say, hearing my name being called from one of the stage managers. "Have fun, kiddos." I say to the boys then walk towards the guy.
I am hoping this tour is drama-free. Boy, I am praying it's drama-free.
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2 days later
"Well, I sorta feel left out." I sigh, turning to face Liv.
"That's a normal feeling, but it's okay, we are only a few days into the tour."
"Yeah, but still." I cross my arms on my chest.
The last couple days have consisted in two small interviews where they asked me questions and I had to ask them what they said multiple times. Totally awkward for me.
The boys are really busy, but I am learning to adapt to the tour life. Early mornings, late nights, and a lot of coffee for me.
Liv and Greyson spend a lot of time with each other and normally I am with one of them, but now it's both of them and I am confused. That was a weird sentence. Anyway, my point is: I am third wheeling.
This whole situation is awkward. Greyson, my brother, likes my best friend, Liv. Andi, my brother's ex is my manager. I am on tour with someone I have a crush on. They told me they liked me but we have gone no where after that.
And oh my gosh, that fight thing? What the hell was I doing? I keep rethinking that whole scenario and I am sort of confused on how we ended up fighting for so long. Like physically fighting. I don't regret it, I mean, I did get to spit on Luke. And sit on him. And touch him. And be with him.
Oh dear, I hope I don't become some hormonal creepy stalker teenage girl.
Been there. Done that.
"Didn't Cal invite you to a party tonight?" Liv asks.
