What I Need

Road Trip

"Duuude we should get some burgers before the next show," Cole said to someone.

"Nah man," Joey said, "We already left Massachusetts. Let's get tacos, but where's my phone?"

"Up your ass, and around the corner," Seb replied.

"Isn't that where the G-spot is?" Joey asked, making me muffle my own laughter.

"Check the beds," Max answered.He was checking the beds and I felt my heart race as he went through the beds. "Okay is it bed number... 3, holy sh-"

As he pulled back that bed cover it revealed a screaming Bailey instead of a phone and Cole screamed, Max screamed, causing Bailey to fall on the ground and then Seb screamed, then everyone else screamed.

"Who the hell are you?" Cole asked.

"Crap you caught us," Bailey replied.

"Us?!?" Cole replied, leading him to open my bed cover and for the SWMRS boys to scream again.

"Who the hell is this?"

I got down on my knees and I just stared at Cole in awe because my gosh, I met him.

"Okay, who are you two, when did you get on, and how did you get on?"

I stared blankly into Bailey's eyes waiting for any answers to come out of our mouths but I just answer,

"I'm y/n and I love you so much Cole, gosh I'm sorry to do this to you but I just love your band, even since it was Emily's Army, gah I'm so awkward and I would love you forever if you gave me an autograph."

"You didn't answer any of my questions, and I'm calling the cops."

"Wait, no, please uh...uh, let us stay with you."

"What," he said. "What?" Everyone else said.

"C'mon I'm a fan, I'm 20 and Bailey is 21, I love you all as musicians and people, I wanna go on an adventure with my favorite band, and I got kicked out of college a few months ago while I had to watch my best friend graduate. Please, I beg you to let us stay, we won't cause any trouble."

"Yeah, please," Bailey said on pleading along with me, just pleading with our best puppy faces. Cole glared at us and huddled with the guys and whispering amongst themselves. They turned around with stern faces and told us,

"Fine, we'll let you stay with us, but if you do anything remotely illegal to us or jeopardize this tour, you're being left behind anywhere we stop. You got that?"

I smiled and Bailey and I nodded like happy dogs.

OMG, I'm touring with my favorite band. This is beyond any dream I've ever had.

"Thank you, I didn't get kicked out for any illegal stuff and we'll be good I swear."

"Well, the next stop is in... Philadelphia right?" Max asked, getting Buddha to nod as a response, "Yeah you guys should call your parents or jobs or something."

Hahaha, my parents haven't talked to me since I got kicked out of college and I worked at the college. Aren't I a failure.

"Oh um... I worked at the school library in college and Bailey quit after graduation so we're good."

We're going to Philly, I loved that place and I love SWMRS so this'll be sweet.

It took about three awkward hours of Bailey and me to get along with the boys before we got to Philly. Joey and Seb seems to be warming up to us the most, Stove is still getting used to the idea of us, Nick and Jamie, the tech guys are okay with us, Max seems really distant, but Cole and Buddha hates us, and by us I mean mostly me since this was my crazy idea.

"Sooo, Cole..." I said, trying to get him to like me, "...Uh, how is the tour so far?"

"It was going smoothly, but then two crazy fans stoawayed on our van."

"Oh... Well, I'll behave at Philadelphia I swear."

"You're not coming! The venue is 21 and older so you won't be coming, but I guess your little friend can."

Bailey silently celebrated, but then said, "Sorry, I guess you can chill in the SWMRS van."

"You better keep your ass here," Cole started angrily, "If I find out the van is gone I'll call the cops and have you arrested for trespassing, harassment, and stealing, got it ya' Sneak?"

I nodded my head resenting but understanding his rage. Once we were there I had looked at the old looking venue in Philidelphia, not good but not bad. Bailey and I became unofficial roadies. I helped them, getting some of their equipment off of the van and watching them all go in to have the time of their lives, lucky SOB's. I grabbed my phone to call my parents, who haven't spoken to me since they berated me for being kicked out of college. I called them and it immediately went to voicemail. Rejected again. All I could say was,

"Hey I'm sorry for my mistakes, I'm not going to be at my apartment for a while, I'm... Oh, why am I even bothering with this? " I hung up.

I charged my phone against the nearest socket since it's a good thing I always bring it, stayed in the van laying on the floor thinking about my life and how badly I screwed up before and hoping that this won't be another screw-up. I just stared deeply, barely keeping myself from crying on the floor of the van of my favorite band not even noticing that I was drifting asleep.