I Wish You Were A Little More Easy//Daniel Flint + Josh Dun

Chapter 3

Delilah's POV

I groaned when Ethan yelled at us yet again to get up because APPARENTLY we were late...yet again.

We got into London at 3AM UK time this morning which is the afternoon in Australia. I could already tell that jet lag wasn't going to be a good thing for me. Especially if I'm always late anyway.

"DELILAH FOR FUDGE SAKE GET OUT OF YOUR SMURFING BED AND GET FLUFFING READY BEFORE I BLOW YOUR FUDGING HEAD OFF! DON'T TEST ME WOMAN I AM ON THE EDGE OF GOING INSANE!!" aaaaand there was Ethan's outburst. It was bound to come at any second.

"okay you fudging smurf." I mocked his makeshift swear words that Dickhole Mark ordered us to use. He told us if we didn't obey him he was going to make us live in a cage like the 'hamsters we really are' he has a very...interesting way of managing to put it nicely.

@"Shut the fudging fudge up." He was really serious, but when you're saying fudge it doesn't look as macho as I think he wants it to.

I finally listened to all of the loud voices emerging from god knows where telling me to move my butt and got out of bed. Turns out mr smarty pants Mark fucked all of the booking up.

The tour was actually due to start next week but he booked everything in a week early, meaning we had to stay an extra week in the UK (YASS) and it meant we got to stay in this posh hotel for longer. I better make the most of the space, this time next week Ethan will probably be punching me from the top bunk instead of screaming at me and chucking anything he can that wouldn't seriously injur me...I don't know what's worse.

"Wait Ethan what's the big rush for me to get up, it's not like we're doing anything." I groaned, grabbing my stuff so I could shower.

"Oh Izzy and Harry wanted to go out shopping for some clothes because they apparently don't have enough." He pulled a face.

"Oh yeah good point I need some too..." I thought out loud, this made his face even funnier than it already was.

Ethan groaned loudly before I swung open the bathroom door to have a shower. This wasn't even meant to be his room, he just got shoved in here at the last minute to get me out of bed. That's sort of become his job now, I'd much rather it be him than Mark, I think he'd end up chopping the bed in half or something crazy like that.

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"SOMEBODY ONCE TOLD ME THE WORLD WAS GONNA ROLL ME I AINT THE SHARPEST TOOL IN THE SHED!" Our whole band screamed to each other from completely different sides of the shop. We were in HMV as a treat for Ethan who had survived us clothes shopping for a whole hour...diddums. It was also a treat for the rest of us because the place is fucking paradise, THEY NEED TO GET THEM IN AUSTRALIA. We're already planning a road trip to the government buildings to pitch it to them.

I met up with my band dudes with about 20 CDs in my hands. I need another suitcase. Cons of tour life.

"So I spent $150 already." Harry exclaimed proudly, I don't know what he was excited about. I swear that boy will end up bankrupt.

We were having a very interesting conversation about bands and discussing the 4 Green Day tops Harry had bought when a tall, kinda fat man approached us.

"What are you doing down here?" he snapped.....rude.

"Uh we were buying some uh stuff." Ethan spoke.

"Guys you can't be here you need to go upstairs." He sighed, grabbing me and Izzy. We both slapped him away, great minds think alike.

"Excuse me, we were about to buy a sh- a uhm load of CDs." I used Mark's swearing tips, kinda...