I Dont Miss The Misery (A Tony Perry Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11

Why would Tony want Oli to hear me sing? or even scream...

"Jackie...?"

"Huh, what?"

"I've been waving my hand in your face for the past 5 minutes and you've been tracing my tattoos.", a look of concern on his face.

I smirked, "Tone, my love, your tattoos are the shit. You'll have to get used to me tracing them as much as I do. Maybe even more."

"Well you know we still have company right?", motioning to Oli, Lee, Matt #1, Matt #2, and Jordan. All of Bring Me The Horizon was here and I was in the same rom. Crazy right??? Being a fan of PTV go me into other stuff too, if you haven't noticed. I went to give them all a handshake, y' know like a gentle woman, they just went straight for the hug. It was weird but pretty nice since they're my idols just like Pierce The Veil.

"Y' know love," Oli reffering to me I think, "you've got a sweet, yet assertive and demanding voice. It grabs you by the shoulders and shakes you to the point where you hope it'll never end. Labels across the globe should be looking for a voice like yours. It's why he invited me over."

"No effing way? Tony!" I hug him like he'd be leaving for tour without me or something, "you did this for me?? Why??"

"Darling, you deserve the chance of being and doing something that you love" The smile that's plastered on his face is the most genuine smile I've ever seen besides my brothers. The twinkle in his eyes, oh my goodness. My knees were getting weak. I had to hold onto him to stay on my own 2 feet.

Standing on my tip toes and nuzzling into Tony's neck I whisper, "Thank you, so much... You have no idea what this means to me.. Thank you" I kissed his neck after the last thank you and then kissed his lips hoping that he knows how much I appreciate him.. No wonder so many fans love him.  

God, he's so great. I can't believe that he chose me over the hundreds of girls that are drooling over him... Oh well, I guess. I'm happy and that's all I really need, that's for sure.

"Can you sing another song?", asks Oli as I let Tony go.

"Sure! Anything you'd prefer?"

"Well I'd prefer if you got it recorded and on a demo, right away, but for now anything is fine." Holy balls Oli's accent is insane. I want it.

"Well, I'll sing another one of your songs.. That alright Oli?", I could tell he kinda didn't want me to, but I put on my best puppy dog face and he nodded in acceptance, "ohmigod, well I think I'll sing 'And The Snakes Start To Sing'... "

I've lost the plot again

Tell your friends to sharpen their teeth

There's a few quid to be made...

And my soul's a sorry state

So come on down, you're empty lovers.

Worms come out of the woodwork

And the snakes start to sing.

Do you feel the chill,

Clawing at the back of your neck?

I start to spill.

Did you really think that you could fix me?

They'll sell your bones for another roll.

Well sharpen your teeth.

Tell yourself that it's just business.

Worms come out of the woodwork.