The day after Erik pulled that shit with Mary, he was already fired and being shipped home. Today, May 12, was our last concert before a 4 day "break". Since we were going to be starting in England for our UK leg of the tour, I promised Mary I'd take her to Liverpool on break. She was overly ecstatic, to say the least.
"God damn, I am so tired," Dave muttered as we were getting ready for this last show in Paris.
"Me too, man. But at least we'll have a bit of a break."
"I suppose. Four days isn't that much though."
"Yeah.."
All of us were exhausted. It's been go, go, go for two months. But still, we were thankful for actually being on tour. We've been on a roll with the shows, the album, everything. However, now more stress was going to be on us as we had to start thinking about our next album.
"Are you ready for tonight's show, Ed?" I heard Mary ask from the doorway.
"Ready to get it over with." I muttered.
Mary walked over to me and wrapped her thin arms around my neck. "Aw, come on, don't talk like that. It's been exhausting, but you're living the dream, Ed."
"I know. I just need that break to be here, like now. I think even just two days would be enough to rejuvenate me."
Mary chuckled and kissed my cheek. "Well, make this show the best godamn show Paris is ever going to see. And if you blow it, I won't blow you." Mary giggled and walked out as I sat and blushed.*******************
"I can't wait to feel your love tonight!" We all sang together as the fans roared. Alex came down from his drum kit and joined us for the bows. We waved at the crowd and ran off stage, energetic from the love and that this was our last show for a couple of days.
"Hey Eddie, vous les gars tué là bas ce soir!" Mary greeted me as I finally found her at the food table.
"I, uh, I didn't know you knew French," I lightly chuckled as I ate a handful of M&M's. I smiled as I noticed there were no brown ones.
"No silly, I don't even know Spanish. A local bodyguard here taught me how to say that when you guys were playing."
"Oh. So, what does it mean?"
"Huh?"
"The thing you said to me in French."
"Oh! It means, 'Hey Eddie, you guys killed it out there tonight!' "
"Well in that case, thank you..so remember that last thing you said to me in the dressing room before the show started?"
"Uh...to do a good job?"
"Sort of..in fact job kind of goes with my point.."
Mary stood and thought about it. She put a finger on her chin. And then her face lit up.
"Ooh that..oh Eddie, it was motivation you naughty boy."
"So it wasn't..you know.." I searched her face playfully, waiting for an answer.
She smiled mischievously. "Come on, I heard they're throwing a party. Let's go!"
I decided not to say anything else, not wanting to be an asshole. I was hoping that that smile sort of confirmed our earlier "deal".*********************
"Under the Boardwalk, down by the sea, on a blanket with my baby, is where I'll be.." Mary sang along with the song playing on the radio as we lay in my small bunk. It was 4 in the morning, and we cuddled as the radio was on and the alcohol and weed ran through our bodies.
"We should probably go to sleep soon." Mary whispered.
"Yeah, that might be a good idea."
"I'm really glad we're getting some vacation time. Get to spend some personal time together."
"Tonight wasn't personal enough for ya?" I teased.
"Oh shut up, Eddie. You know what I mean." She smiled.
"Yeah I know. I'm glad about that too."
"Good. Cos if you weren't, I'd have to kick your ass." She giggled wildly.
"Okay, okay, go to sleep." I laughed.
We eventually calmed down and got to sleep in our little "home".

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I'm The One (A Van Halen FanFic)
FanfictionIt's 1978, and new band Van Halen are on the road for their first tour. Eddie, the band's guitarist, gives his POV on the tour, while he deals with fame, paparazzi, oh and possibly a new romance in his life..