You don't really know me; oli sykes

Chapter 17

Oli's Pov

It's been two months into the American Dream Tour and it couldn't be better. Sure there's been some fights along the way but when there's 3 bands on a tour (Issues were only for the first month of the tour) it's bound for something to happen.

Like a week ago Matt was being stupid and teasing Hannah about when we had sex and she told him to stop. But he didn't listen so Hannah kicked him in the balls, HARD. All the guys practically dropped to the ground cause that was the worst thing to ever experience.

After that he couldn't walk for 3 days. Reason number 1 why you never mess with Hannah: she'll kick your balls into next week.

Anyway today we're in Nashville and we have a free day so Hannah and I have decided to walk around.

"Oliver look!" Hannah screamed pointing at the Hard Rock Cafe.

"Can we go please?" She asked giving me puppy eyes. For Christ sakes your a 20 year old women.

"Yes Hannah" I answered shaking my head.

She squealed and ran into the cafe me running behind her. By the time I got inside I found her already sitting at a table looking at the menu.

"God your fast" I huffed out as I sat down in red leather seat.

"No your just slow" She chirped. I rolled my eyes at her and kicked her foot. She laughed and continued to read.

I picked up my menu and skimmed it a few times. We decided to share a Caesar salad. Minus the chicken.

The waitress came and took our orders and menus. She came back a few minutes later with some water for both me and Hannah.

"So have you enjoyed the tour so far babe?" I asked Hannah as she stirred her water.

"Yeah I forgot what it was like to perform since Warped Tour, it's amazing. Thank you for letting my band join you guys" She answered smiling at me.

"You're welcome I knew it would make you guys happy" I stated.

After a few minutes our salad came and I got my fork and was about to stab it into the lettuce, but Hannah slapped my hand away.

"Ow what the fuck Hannah I wanna eat" I whined.

"Oli hold on I need to take a pic of our salad" She said pointing her drop dead case at the salad. I huffed and sat back.

After what felt like 20 minutes she finally was satisfied with the photo and we both dug into the salad. We sat there and finished our water and chatted for a bit.

A man with a bald head was walking towards us until he stopped right at our table.

"Excuse me, but are you Oliver Sykes and Hannah Snowdon?" The unknown man asked Hannah and I nodded our heads as to say yes. The man laughed then cleared his throat.

"My names Anthony Smith and I own this restaurant. I was wondering if you two would mind performing a song? We've got some people in here who love you guys"

Hannah and I looked at each other and shrugged.

"Sure mate, do you have a guitar I could use?" I asked as me and Hannah stood up.

"Yes follow me" He answered. We followed the man to the stage and he lifted up a little board that was disguised to look like the wood on the stage and pulled out a guitar. He smiled and handed it to me.

Hannah and I walked onto the stage and the whole restaurant erupted into joyful screams. We both smiled and waved to the crowd.

"Hello, we've decided to perform a little song for you guys tonight. How does a cover of Sleepwalking by Bmth sound?" Hannah asked the crowd. They shouted yes and Hannah nodded.