The Girl Who Worked In A Music Shop

Chapter 50

Phoenix POV
"Hey guys you have twenty minutes till stage time"
Charlie knocks on our door, we're just laying on the bed reading. My head on his chest, his hand on my back. The words send both excitement and nerves into my mind.
"You ready?" He says slapping his book shut and lifting mine out of my hands,
"I have no clue" I close my eyes and bury my face into his T shirt, hoping it will make time slow down. It doesn't.
"Come on Tiffany blew, time to show the world how fucking awesome you are"
He lifts me up to my feet, I wait a moment as it all sinks in. Then we both head to the bathroom.
Both of us do our make up, making funny faces in the mirror to distract the other.
He must've done this a thousand times, it must be completely normal.
"Pete..." I say before he opens the door to the venue.
"What's up?"
"This must be completely normal for you... you must think I'm overreacting" I say,
"Are you joking Phee! I'm terrified right now.."
I couldn't believe it... his words both surprised and calmed me.
"Oh..."
He comes closer, resting his hands on my face,
"I may have done this a thousand times but this is our first sold out venue"
I laugh,
"Mine too"
He rolls his eyes and gently kisses me sending a wave of relief through my body.
"Now lets go get ready!" He says grabbing my hand and locking our fingers together, he holds tight till we reach our separate dressing rooms.

The night was incredible. The crowd even more so. The fact that they didn't know us didn't stop them dancing and screaming, some even knew the words...
we've only released a demo song, the album is supposed to drop at Christmas.
As we all run off stage I can't stop myself from smiling, like my lips had been taped to my cheeks.
We all smash into each other for one big group hug,
"So...that just happened..." cam says in that voice you get when you're unbelievably excited... you know the night pitched one..
"I can't even function properly right now" I say as we break apart, my hands slapped onto my face just to see clearer.
"Did we REALLY just DO that?" Kat spoke
For us all,
"I think the question you should be asking is DID they really like us?!?" Megan chimed in.

Dirty walks up to us and congratulates us on our first show, then proceeded to grab a mic and with exited words introduce the main band. Fall out boy.
The crowds cheers are overpowering, rattling every wall in the venue. They just excite us and the boys too.
Suddenly they come rushing in, flipping the on switches and  clearing their throats.
The last to come through is Pete, his face lit with a huge grin.
"We watched your performance" he takes me aside with his hands firmly on my hips,
"Oh yeah?" I say mocking his grin.
"Yeah it was fucking awesome that lead singer is fucking talented" he smirks and kisses me, the kiss is full of joy and excitement... mostly from him.
"OI lover boy it's show time" Charlie shouts from the stage entrance, Pete breaks off and rests his head on mine.
"Watch us?" He asks nervously,
"Well let's see... watch fall out boy live for the first time or celebrate with my own band mates in their bus..hmmm"
To be honest it's not the hardest decision.
His face drops with disappointment.
"Awh Pete! Im JOKING" he laughs nervously.
"God you had me worried-"
"PETE"
I could sense the urgency in Charlie's voice.
"YES OKAY"
He kisses my forehead, grabs his bass from dirty and runs on stage. Thousands of kids scream as he does.

I watch the show safely from backstage, that way I can see the band and audience perfectly, see the kids reactions and watch the band do what they love.
Also every time they finish a song Pete grabs water from the side so he can give me an excited smile before they start up again.
The show is amazing, the energy powered through the room is inspiring. The perfect balance of Petes lyrics, Patrick's music knowledge and the talent of the band members are perfect and create an amazing sound to pump through the speakers.

Finally it was the last song on the set, the finale. It was a song I'd never really listened to fully before, Saturday.
Right at the end of the song Pete walks over and hands dirty his bass.
"Pete what are you doing?!?" I scream at him but his only reaction is just a wink?
Then I begin to understand.
Dirty begins to play the bass and spring onstage, Pete grabs a microphone rips his shirt off to reveal both his tattoos and a lot of sweat.
There goes my ovaries.
Then the situation escalates even more when he starts to scream, and when I say scream I don't just mean 'little girl lost her teddy' scream. No. I mean full on professional 'OH yeah I do this too' kinda scream.

And holy Shit. I spin my head round to Charlie who's sitting next to me and laughing,
" Pete said you didn't know" he projects his voice so I could hear over the noise.
"Why didn't he tell me he does this?!?" I say slightly panicked because now he's in the crowd.
"He said he wanted it to be a surprise... dirty said to film you but Pete was strongly against it!" He's laughing harder now... I must look shocked, as if he'd been eaten by wolves.

When the song ended they said their last goodbyes and walked towards the exit.
"Ta daaa!! Whatcha think?" Joe waves his arms about in excitement waiting for a reply.
"You guys are awesome!" I say, the grin on his face stretches wider and he happily high fives me. I high five the others until I see Pete behind them chatting happily to Dirty, I Speed walk to them.
"Exscuse me Dirty this one needs to explain himself..."
He laughs as I grab Petes wrist and pull him away, I take him to the hallway where no one else is.
"What's up?" He's still smirking.
The fact that he's topless and covered in sweat really doesn't help my situation especially those skinny jeans....
"Why didn't you tell me you do that!?!"
I try hard to keep a serious face.
"Do what?"
He tries to keep the serious tone too. I fold my arms and stare right into his eyes.
"OOOH that.... what did you think?"
He smirks again. I try desperately to not look attracted to him.
"...I found it extremely dangerous..."
He laughs, then puts his hands on my hips again. Not helping.
"Oh whys that?"
He asks, the smirk grows into a grin.
"....because you could damage your voice that's why!"
He could tell I'm bluffing, I can feel my cheeks burning red.
"So.. you don't want me to do it"
"No that's not what I mean.."
I really hope he doesn't stop.
"Ahh so you like the screams then?"
His grin widens.
"Welll...."
He leans in and begins to kiss my neck. Goddamn Pete.
"OKAY I found it really attractive and it's not easy being angry when you're covered in sweat and topless!"
He laughs blowing hot breath into my neck sending shivers down my spine. I wrap my arms around him.
"I am extremely sorry about the screaming and the loss of clothing but I am afraid miss Wolfe that sweat cannot be stopped.."
It's now my turn to laugh.
"That was a good one wentz"
We laugh at each other's terrible jokes as the venue begins to decrease in number.

I begin to walk back to the others to tell them we're leaving early but he grabs my arm and spins me so that my face is inches away from his.
"Where are you going?"
"Just to tell the others we're leaving early..." I say trying to resist the urge to kiss him. He laughs,
"And why are we doing that?"
"... so that we can go to the hotel room.."
I mumble tracing his chest tattoo with my finger, it's an extremely intricate design.
"Hmm let me think"
He acts as if it's a hard decision. Is he mocking me?
I couldn't hold back any longer...
I wrapped my arms around his neck and missed him so passionately we almost fell,
"Does that help your decision?" I say with a mild laugh as we break apart, his smirk permanently stretched across his face.
"...goddamn yes"
I laugh as he spins us around and leans me against the wall as he kisses my neck.
As he does so I hear a faint clink noise,
"What was that..."
"What was what?" He asks looking around as if we where being watched.
I look down to see our necklaces had somehow stuck together.
"Pete"
I pointed at them, his smirk grew.
"Ah so that's what he meant.."
"What? What who meant?"
"When I went to pick the necklaces up the guy said something like"
He changes his voice to sound like an old man who spends his life making necklaces.
"When you are happily with the other wearer of this necklace, and the relationship is strong, they shall let you know"
"...oh?" I stare at them.
"I kinda just walked out thinking he was stoned or something but I guess this is what he meant..."
I lifted the necklaces closer and tugged at them until they came apart, I study them to see if I could notice an obvious dent like a magnet. When I tried to put them back together they didn't even attract.
"What the..." he says trying to do the same,
"Maybe they're stoned" I say making him laugh.
"Yeah maybe"
A silence as we both study the odd pair.
"Hotel room?"
I lift my head to see him smirking yet again, another eye roll.
"Hotel room."