If You're Looking for a Happy Love Story, This Isn't It.

//three

The second Jenna and I saw each other, we both ran and the other's way. When we reached each other, I almost fell from the impact. "Hi," I laughed as we hugged and swayed back and forth.

"I'm so glad to see you," she squealed as a few tears ran down her face. We broke our hug to step back and look at each other only to hug again.

"Hey guys. Break it up, break it up." Tyler walked towards us with his arms spread open. "I want some Lacey Ann love."

"Sorry, Ty. All of her love is mine." I nodded at Jenna's words and laid my head on her shoulder. Tyler pouted for a second before making our hug a group hug.

"GUYS, COME OOON! I need these tacos now!" Tyler groaned at Mark's impatience.

"WE'RE COMING," he yelled back. Josh grabbed my hand as he ran past and pulled me along. I have never seen anyone as excited for tacos this late at night.

After collectively ordering at least $50 worth of food, we sat and idly talked and joked around. I didn't say much. I never really said much. I was perfectly content with being present and listening in on conversations rather then contributing to them.

"Okay, I can't take it anymore," Jenna said sitting back in the booth her and Tyler where in. "Who's going to ask her?" It took me a second to realize that she was talking about me.

"Ask her what," I asked looking at them. The three boys instantly got huge grins on their faces. Before I had a chance to figure out what was going on, they all started talking at the same time. I couldn't tell what any of them were saying. "OKAY STOP," I yelled over them. This earned me a few glares from the already irritated employees. "One of you -ONE!- please tell me what's going on before my heart explodes from excitement!"

They looked at each other and got ready for a rock, paper, scissors battle. I looked at Jenna who just shook her head. "I don't know how we made it through that tour. I swear they are all children!"

"Hey," Tyler snapped as he gave her a jokingly angry look. He continued to hit his fist on his palm without missing a beat. Tyler and Josh both threw down paper. Mark won with scissors. "Man!" He slid back into his seat. Jenna took his hand and patted it to "comfort him." He looked at her, smiled, then kissed her hand. I absolutely loved them.

"Okay," Mark said leaning across the table in front of Josh. He had a huge grin on his face. "We were all thinking that it'd be super sick-"

"So sick," Tyler agreed.

"Hey, hey!" Mark put his hand up and looked at the boy on his left. "I won. I get to tell her." He looked back to me and smiled again. "Anyways. We think that it would be super sick if instead of just attending the concert tomorrow... tonight... you worked at it."

"Work at it?" I crinkled my eyebrows together in confusion.

"Yeah," Josh said excitedly. "Mark is doing a ton of video tomorrow and we would really like some pictures too since it's the hometown show." Tyler made a weird noise. We all looked at him.

"How come he gets to say something and I don't!?" Defeated, Mark just shook his head and slid down into his chair.

"But there's more!" Josh looked at Tyler giving him the opportunity to speak. Tyler got a huge grin on his face.

"If you really like photographing the show tomorrow, we would like to formally invite you on tour with us this summer! It's only for 6 weeks in Europe." Tyler kept talking, but I sort of mentally spaced out. I've always wanted to be a music photographer. Of course I had taken pictures of concerts early on in Twenty One Pilots career, but the thought of photographing a huge concert terrified me. Especially now since there is a fan base wanting to see photos. What if I didn't do well? What if I would let them down? The burning my chest reminded me that I had to breathe. Tyler was still rambling on about the tour.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa. I don't know about the tour." It probably wasn't a good idea. What if something would happen and my health would spiral down? "But the concert..." Josh took my hand between both of his and started mouthing "please" over and over again. Tyler clasped his hands together in front of face and batted his eyes. "Ugh, you people are so hard to say no to! Sure, I will do the concert tonight."

"YES," the three boys shouted at the same time. Mark jumped up causing his chair to fall over. Josh wrapped his arm around my waist and kissed the side of my head.

"What about the tour? We would have so much fun!" I looked into Jenna's pleading eyes. I knew she absolutely loved touring with the guys, but I was sure she was tired of being the only girl on the road with them. Before I could answer, our celebration was interrupted.

"Sorry to break up your party, but we closed, like, 45 minutes ago." We apologized to the obviously irritated worker, and quickly left.

"Do you still have your Reel Bear Media shirt," Mark asked me as he was climbing into Tyler's car.

"I think?"

"Okay, good. Wear it at the venue tomorrow. And don't forget to bring something nice with you for the after party!"

"Don't worry about my fashion choices," I jokingly yelled back. "I'll see you tomorrow."