This Is a Wasteland

Part Five

*Two Weeks Later*

Ever since I met Tony he and I spend practically every waking moment together.

I finish straightening my hair and plop on the bed next to him.

“So are you gonna tour with us?” He asks.

“Yeah probably. Vic’s asked me to be the merch girl like a dozen times and I already said I would.” I say turning on my side and propping up my head with my left arm.

He turns onto his side and props his head up with his right arm.

“So.” I say.

“Sooo.”

I open my mouth to say something but my phone starts blasting Vic’s ringtone.

“Hello?” I ask.

“Hey what are you and Tony doing tonight?”
“How did you know we were together?”
“Because you’re always together. What are you guys doing?”

“Nothing probably. Why?”
“Get dressed now in party clothes, you guys are coming to a party at my house.”

“What’s the occasion?”

“We’re starting tour in a week so it’ll be the last of my parties with everyone!”

“Yay! Oh my god okay. Where are you guy’s right now? Who’s with you?”

“I’m just with Jaime. Mike’s at home. We’re at the store getting alcohol. I’ll see you at my place in like half an hour. Love you kid. Bye.”

“Who was that?” Tony asks.

“Vic. Get in party type clothes or whatever because we’re going to his party.”
“Okay.” He says chuckling.

I go to my closet and search through dresses, skirts, and tops when I found a perfect outfit.

I have no idea who’s going to be there but when Vic throws parties there’s usually a lot of people there and I always end up getting smashed and making out with someone.

I glance to Tony once I grab all the needed pieces to my outfit and he’s just smiling at me.

“What?”
“You look so serious while you’re looking for things. It’s cute.”

“Shut up, Turtle.” I say blushing a tad.

He just smiles and falls back onto my bed.

I pull on the pink banded crop top and a black skirt along with my blacked out converse.

I pack a backpack with extra clothes for the both of us and turn to Tony.

“Are ya ready, Perry?” I ask lying in between his legs.

“Yes I am, Preciado.”

“Let’s go then.”

I crawl out between his legs and we head downstairs.

“I’ll drive.” Tony says grabbing his keys.

I smile a tad and head outside. The warm San Diego night time air surrounding my body.

I take a deep breath and walk to his car.

Automatically once we get in his car we turn up music but tonight we didn’t.

As we pulled onto Vic’s street Tony took a deep breath.
“You alright?” I ask.

“Yeah. I’m just not that big on parties.” He admits.

I can hear the bass from the music all the way down the street.

“It’ll be alright. We’ll stick together unless you’re with the guys.” I say smiling.