Concert Time

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Andy's POV

After the talk with the boys and I get outside, I go through my contacts in search of Cait's name so I can call her in order to wake her up from her nap before the concert and sound check like she asked me to.

(A= Andy; C= Caite)

A: *calls* Rrrrrrrrrrrrring, rrrrrrrrrring, rrrrrrrring

C: *answers with a groan* Ugh, hello?

A: *chuckles* Well hello to you to, Cait. Calling to wake you up like you wanted me to before sound check and the concert.

C: Oh shit! Okay, Okay. Thanks, Andy.

A: *hears a thud* You okay over there?

C: Yeah, yeah. Mmmm yup. I'm good, just fell out of bed is all.

A: Well, alright then haha. I'll see you soon then?

C: Most definitely. I'll see you there.

A: Okay, good. I'll let security in the back know who you are and to let you in and away from crazy fangirls haha.

C: *laughs* Okay, thanks. Bye, see you soon.

A: See you then. Bye.

Hanging up from the call, I stick my phone back into my pants pocket. Turning around to head inside I jump when I almost run into Juliet and the look on her face is one that could kill....if looks were able to kill that is.

"So who the fuck is, Cait?!" She exclaims.

I tilt my head to the right as I raise my left brow just looking at her weird.

"Uh, well. First of all, calm down and I'll tell you." I told her calmly.

"No, I will not calm the fuck down. Who the fuck is she, Andrew?!" She growls out.

Rolling my eyes and throwing my head back, I groan.

"She's just a friend that I met at Hot Topic. No need to get your panties in a twist, Dragonfly." I said to her annoyed.

"That better be all she is. Because if not then there will be some issues." Juliet said.

"Yeah, yeah, yeah. Whatever you say, Dragonfly. I got to get inside now so I can get ready for the concert." I explained to her.

"Okay, White Rabbit." She chirped before leaning up to give me a kiss on the cheek.

Once she was out of sight, I let out a sigh of relief which I know must be bad to do but I can't help it.

She's honestly getting on my nerves with this bullshit, I almost can't take it anymore.

Shaking my head I make my way to the back door and go inside, heading straight to our dressing room.

Upon entering I hear the guys talking about something but suddenly stop when they notice me standing there.

"Hey there." I mutter before walking over to the makeup desk and start working on what I need done to myself for our show.

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