What's So Good About Picking Up The Pieces?

Chapter 25;

"Why would they want to know who I am?"

"They're fans, anyone Vic knows they want to know."

I nod my head to show I understand. Even though it makes no sense to me. What is so special about me? I think about the one night.. with Vic.. and everything that happened.

"Shit, I've got to go!" He waves and is off in a hurry. I take out my phone and go to my Twitter app. 856 Direct Messages, 1,244 Tweets and 2,000 new followers. "Damn", I mumble skimming through the tweets. Suddenly, someone snatches my phone out of my hands. I look up to see Vic examining my cellular device. "He puts it in his front pocket and takes a step closer before pulling me into a tight squeeze and then doing a strange quick maneuver to hold my hand. I look at our now interlocked fingers and smile as we walk. Vic gives the guy from the tent the finger. "She threatened to inject me with poison and push me down a fligh of stairs with spears sticking out" I start to laugh so hard that I begin crying and Vic laughs at me. Basically, we look like 2 psycho paths laughing loud as hell. We arrive to the tent and all I can pay attention to is the amount of people gawking at the sight of our hands. I can feel myself blush a little but I'm able to shake it off. Vic takes my phone out his pocket types something in then hands it back to me after taking a bunch of selfies. He sits down in the last chair of the row and has 'Joey' bring a chair over so I can sit next to him. I go through my phone trying to figure out what he had done but all I'd seen from him were the selfies."What did you do, Victor." he looks at me devilishly and smiles "Oh, nothing." I shake my head. "Tell me!" He looks at me and I give him a sad face and he gives up and tells me to check Twitter.

Aleah is mine guys, you can't have her. Sorry. -@piercethevic

I flash a huge smile at him and he kisses my cheek. A few 'aw's come from the crowd of fans. Then a few 'shut up's and I giggle. After about 30 minutes of signing and people complementing my hair or me and Vic or just giving me really rude looks I decide I'm bored. I stand up to leave so I'm not interrupting the conversation Vic and one of the fans are having. "Hey" I turn around to see my bestfriend. "Nick!" I screach as i run, climbing over the table and giving him a huge hug. I hug him for a whole minute and a half. "Oh my god, how have you been?!" "I've been Nick." he laughs. "Okay, Vic this is my bestfriend Nick. Nick this is Vic my f-" "Boyfriend" Vic cuts me off. I'm confused at first, it was the first time we actually identified what we were, but I smile squeezing his arm. Nick smiles "Aw haha." He's so cute and sweet, I love him. "Where were you about to go by the way?" Vic asks. "Go walk around, maybe stop for a few shows." "I'll go with you! If you want I mean.. if you dont mind, Vic." he stays staring at his feet. "Not at all!" Vic says cheerfully. "Okay, see you later." I say as I'm about to walk off. Vic pouts, however, so I stop and look at him. "I love you." I whisper before kissing him on the cheek. "I love you too." He says, the total opposite of whispering.