Andy POV
i stood outside getting some fresh air, hoping to calm
my nerves. This was the first concert Scout was coming to,
she was the only thing that mattered to me right now, and
this is the first time she'll see me perform. I lit a ciggarette in
hopes of calming my nerves a little bit. Right when i put
the ciggarette to my lips, there was a knock on the door.
i went and opened it to find an amazing looking
Scout, whereing an outfit that matched our bands outfits
for the show. And man did she look great, wich could be a
bad thing considering i cant watch her during the show.
"Hi, Andy," she said in her cutesy voice she that used when she thought she'd be in trouble," Can we talk before the show?"
"uhh yeah, sure, why not?" i stuttered, i never got nervous except around her.
I led her into the back of my hotel room and she sat
on the couch in my suite. I sat down next to her and looked
for a minute, "What did you wanna talk about?"
She looked at me real hard, "What are all these?"
she pulled out a stack of photos.
"Those are just me with fans,"i prompted, "you
know they almost demand photos from me, i cant just say
no." i gave her my, your kidding, look.
"Yeah but your arms is around them and you have them like pressed against you, and in the one you kissed there cheeck!" she looked slightly flustered.
Now i was getting mad, this was the part i didnt like about her, she was annoyingly jealous.
"Seriously, scout. These ARE MY FANS! I do what they want to an extent!"
Her face went hard and rigid, "Fine then were through."
You know what i dont care for that bitch anymore my music is more important. At least i can keep telling myself that.
