Committed | Ethan Dolan

Chapter 8 - Last Show

~ Sunday 18th of December ~

BELLA'S POV:

Everyone was already rushing around. It was the last show of tour. Kyle was probably the most stressed. I would be stressed if I was him since the twins were constantly messing around during soundcheck and rehearsal.

The stage was slightly smaller than the one in Paris, there was a barrier that seperated the audience from touching the stage which produced a little walkway between it. Sam said he would walk through during the show and take photos.

"Dude, why are you stood like that? You look stupid." Grayson laughed at Ethan's stance.

"It's comfortable!" He protested. Ethan had one leg wrapped around the other. "Carry on speaking." Ethan ushered Gray.

Grayson carried on rehearsing the introduction to an onstage challenge, trying to ignore Ethan.

"E, you look like you're about to pee your pants." I chuckled as Ethan laughed along with me.

"Bella! Don't interrupt me." Grayson groaned, pretending to be mad.

"Sorry sorry, carry on." I grinned as I walked into where the audience would be stood.

As they carried on rehearsing, I walked around, admiring the dimmed purple lights that made everything have a tinge of purple. We had 3 hours until the show started. I saw the people who were running the merch store starting to get things ready. Everyone was so organised, it made me feel bad at how unorganised I am.

As I watched the twins rehearse, well, they were more messing around now, I thought about yesterday with the photoshoot. Which brought me to think about last night.

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I lay in the double bed of the hotel room, I already had my pjyamas on which consisted of comfy shorts and the twins merch tank top that said 'ETHAN' on it.

It was 1am, the day of the twins show and I could see the sleeping body of Sam in the bed that was furtherest away. Ethan was in the bathroom, brushing his teeth. Grayson was in the single bed next to me, typing on his phone. He looked so concentrated. I decided to join the phone club and picked mine up.

I checked my Twitter and saw so many notifications. Most of them were comments and tags of the photoshoot pictures of me that Sam had posted earlier. It was so nice to read all the flattering and kind comments, I could feel myself smiling without realising.

Once I scrolled up to the top of my feed, I saw that Grayson had posted a tweet about a minute ago. It said:
'Spending the night in a room with a snoring blonde boy and a cutesy couple... Wish me luck.'

"Hey!" I hiss at Grayson jokingly.

"You should feel sorry for me." Grayson chuckled.

"And you should love sharing a room with us." I grinned, not expecting to have a comeback.

"Shhhhh guys, you're gonna wake up Sam." Ethan whispered as he entered the room.

"Grayson is slagging us off on Twitter." I stated as Grayson chuckled.

"I saw it." Ethan laughed. "Grayson secretly loves it." Ethan smirked as he gets into bed next to me.

He was only wearing joggers and I could feel the warmth of his body radiating by me. I felt his musuclar arm slip around my waist and his lips kiss the side of my face.

"Cutesy." Grayson muttered under his breath.

Ethan throws the first thing he sees on the bedside cabinet at Grayson, which happens to be a lamp. A freaking lamp.

Luckily the wire was long enough to clear the distance. Grayson held his arm over his head to block the lamp from hitting him.

"Ow!" Grayson yelled as Ethan laughed.

"Guys it's meant to be sleep time, not throwing inanimate objects at my twin time." I shook my head.

"What's going on?" Sam mumbled, his face buried in his pillow.

"Ethan threw a lamp at me." Grayson said, sounding offended.

"A lamp?" Sam looked up, frowning.

"See, you've woke up Sam now. Great guys, well done." I pretended to tell them off.

"I'm going back to sleep now don't worry. Night." Sam turned over so his back was facing us. I don't blame him.

"Me too. Night guys." Grayson stated before putting the lamp back on the cabinet and getting comfy in his bed, his back facing us. He turned off his lamp which was our only source of light apart from my lamp.

I turned around to face Ethan, my back now facing Grayson. His arm was still draped over my wasit and his hand slipped up the back of my top so that he was tracing cirles with his thumb along my spine.

"I missed this." Ethan whispers, looking into my eyes.

"So did I." I smiled.

I kissed his lips slowly and pulled away. Ethan had his eyes closed, he frowned as I moved away from him. I felt his hand that was on my back grip my waist and pull me closer to him. He kissed me desperatley as I rested my hand on the back of his neck. He squeezed my waist slightly before his hand wondered up my back, sending shivers through my body.

"You do know I can hear the kissing noise right? It's going to be hard to sleep if you guys are doing that all night." Grayson interrupted us.

"Gray, you're such a cockblock." Ethan groaned.

"Night E, I love you." Grayson said, obviously smirking.

"Love you too bro." Ethan sighed before wrapping his arms around me as I turned around and switched the lamp off, ready to sleep.

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Rehearsals for the show had ended, the twins didn't do much rehearsing. They were determined to improvise and be as natural as possible.

"Aw this is our last show, I'm sad." Ethan poked out his bottom lip.

"Dude don't, you'll make me cry." Grayson also poked out his bottom lip.

"You could do another tour next year." Sam tried to provide postivity.

"Yeah, just have a good time right now. Enjoy the last show. Be hype. Be bombo." I smiled.

"Be drum?" Ethan grinned at me as I rolled my eyes. "I'm kidding, I know you mean hype." He puts an arm around me.

"Ha bombo." Grayson laughs to himself.

Awww their last tour show, I know how sad they feel. Happy toozdaii guyssss, I used the bombo reference in this chapter from today's video ;).

PEACE!✌