Part Eighteen

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*3 week later*

I toss the last of my clothing into my suitcase and zip it up.

“Babe are you ready?” Tony calls from the front.

“I just finished packing.” I call back.

I grab my suitcase and start dragging it to the stairs when Tony grabs it for me.

I kiss his cheek and we walk down stairs.

“Thank you muscle man.” I say squeezing his bicep.

He blushes and I smile.

His tour bus pulls up and we head outside.

We climb onto the bus and choose our bunks and set our suitcases in the storage bunk.

We walk back to where the guys are and sit around the table with them.

“Liz. Are you excited to be singing with me again?” Vic asks with a smirk.

“I actually am. I love my band and all but I love touring with you guys 20 times more.” I say smiling.

Vic makes a scrunched face and smiles at me.

I shake my head and giggle.

“Are you guys touring alone or will you be with other bands?” I ask.

“We’ll be with All Time Low.” Mike says.

I nod my head and smile a little.

I don’t mind the guys from All Time Low but they don’t know about Tony and I getting back together yet.

I let out a sigh and lay across Tony’s lap.

“You alright, Babe?” He asks.

“I’m fine.” I say with a small smile.

“No you’re not. What’s wrong?” He asks.

“I don’t know. I’m just I don’t know.” I mumble.

He gives me a sloppy half-smile and I smile back.

Even though I knew what was wrong I wasn’t going to tell him.

I’m worried he’ll leave me or that the entire thing that happened at Warped will happen again. I just don’t want to lose him because he’s all I’ve ever wanted and more.

“You wanna take a nap?” He asks.

I nod my head and we both stand up.

We enter his bunk and cuddle together. I rub his facial hair as a small smile plays my lips. I remove my hands from his face and I just look at him. He stares back into my eyes and we don’t break eye contact. As our heads rest on the pillow we don’t talk, kiss or even move. Things have been like this ever since he and I got back together. I think it’s because we’re both afraid something is going to pull us apart again.

“Liz have you been taking your medicine?” He asks.

I push my eyebrows together and shake my head.

“Take your medication. I can tell when you don’t.” He says.

I laugh quietly and press my head to his chest.

After a few minutes of silence the bunk is filled with light snores. I close my eyes and drift to sleep, listening to his heartbeat.

“Lizzy. Time to get up, Babe.” I hear Tony coo.

I open my eyes and stretch.

“Our show starts in about an hour. Come on.” He says picking me up and pulling me out of the bunk.

Tony and I walk hand in hand inside along with the rest of PTV. As we approach the dressing room I hear Jack’s loud laugh. I feel my face go white and I feel like I’m going to vomit.

“Liz you feeling alright?” Jaime asks.

“Uh. Yeah. I just don’t feel that well.” I say quietly.

“Well lay down on the couch. Mike will keep you company while we talk to our techs.” Jaime says.

Tony kisses the top of my head and Mike and I head into the dressing room. I collapse on the couch next to him and he sits up like and excited kid.

“Spill it.” He sings.

“Spill what?” I ask

“Liz I know you. You were fine up until you heard Jack laughing. Tell me what’s going on.” He begs.

I sigh and spin my body towards his.

“Okay but you can’t tell anyone. Not Vic or Jaime. Especially not Tony!” I say quietly.

“I promise!” I says holding out his pinky.

I hook my pinky with his and take a deep breath.

“I slept with Jack.” I mumble.

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