"I mean, how insane is that? a few months ago we were in college, doing band practises in Max's garage and now we have our 3rd tour this year booked, absolutely crazy" I heard josh speak on the phone to his sister, who I had yet to meet. It was the last day of warped and once the band had done their set, which was in the early afternoon, we were straight off home. I was excited to spend time with josh off tour, and I knew he was excited to be back in his new house which he has barely gotten to spend any time in since he moved in before touring.
Snapping me out of my thoughts, my eyes wandered to Josh who was now off the phone and shoving the last of his things in the suitcase. For once I had actually packed in advance, which also lead to me being dressed like a complete slob all day in my traveling attire. "what ya thinking about?" He asked me, pulling me from a daze. "Nothing really, I'm just excited for us to spend some time together back in Surrey." we smiled in sync as he leaned in and pressed his unusually cold lips to mine which made me grin a little more.
"get your ass to soundcheck Franceschi, they're waiting!" The tour manager called into the bus sternly and I smirked over to Josh who raised his eyebrows in surprise and checked the time. "shit" he mumbled and we made our way hurriedly over to the stage.
"it's about time," Chris called, followed by a slight smirk to let josh know he was only joking. "That's what we get for allowing him to bring a distraction on tour.." Dan then joined in and I rolled my eyes at him, "I know you want him all to yourself Daniel, but honestly, you're making yourself look desperate." I shrugged, watching Josh grin over to Dan who raised an eyebrow. "Eh, I've moved on, Josh isn't really my type anymore." He quickly spoke before rushing to sort out his drum kit. "Don't worry, you've always got me." I winked and made my way to the side stage while they began soundcheck.
As the band were rehearsing, I was surprised to see a familiar face making their way over to the set that hadn't began yet. The BBC crew with two large cameras, and three mics attached. "Alexa, it's lovely to see you again." The dark haired camera man spoke, the same one who kissed me at the interview a few months back. "Can't say the same thing about you," I smiled a fake, sarcastic smile and continued to watch the guys uncomfortably.
Moments passed and the crew had disappeared, but the camera man, who's named I heard being called as Nathan, lingered behind with me, despite me giving very clear hints he wasn't wanted. "So come on, how long did it take for you two to kiss and make up after our little incident?" He pushed, inching closer to me. I didn't answer. "Come on, talk to me," he said again, now reaching out and touching my arm, sliding his hands down to hold mine, which I pulled away from his immediately. "Don't touch me, you absolute creep." I spat just as Josh made his way over with a confused expression spread across his face after pausing sound check, I swiftly pressed my lips to his and waited for him to kiss me back.
"Please make him leave," I whispered to him as I pulled away and his eyes filled with concern, he ran his hands through my hair and quickly kissed me again before turning to Nathan. "I suggest you move along before I finish what I started back at the office," he spoke softly, but it was clearly concerning as he left promptly without saying another word to me. "Thank you," I breathed out, slightly relived. "I can't believe he is here," i groaned while my had was buried in Josh's chest and he laughed. "Don't worry, you wont have to deal with him again, we fly back in a few hours."
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"please tell me you're all going to shower before I have to spend hours on a plane with you guys," I begged as they had finished their set and were super sweaty. Forcing me to regret my question immediately, they all grinned at each other and ran towards me trying to envelope me into a huge and sweaty group hug. "Come on, let's get back to the bus." Josh's hand reaches me through the guys and pulled me away from them. Dan called him a traitor and we all began walking back, stopped by a few fans on the way. "So you quit college to be with Josh? that's so romantic!" A fan said to me, still a little in shock after meeting her favourite band. "I didn't quit for him, no. College just wasn't the right path for me and it just happened to make things easier to come on tour or spend more time with him." I smiled back and she nodded thoughtfully. "Still, a pretty brave move at your age, do you know what you want to do as a job? Surely you can't be on tour all the time and live off of Josh's wages forever." She continued and I raised an eyebrow, from the corner of my eye I could see josh smirking slightly at my situation, but he looked a little more stern after he overheard the last bit. "Uh, yeah it was a bold move but actually I don't allow Josh to pay my living expenses, what kind of girlfriend would I be if I did?" I tried to keep it chill, but I was a little pissed off to say the least. "So how did you afford to move to England and come on all these tours with the band?" I rolled my eyes at what felt like an interrogation, why hadn't josh stepped in yet? "As a fan of my boyfriend, my business isn't any of your concern." I snapped and began walking back to the bus alone as the band were finishing up with their fans.
"So you've finally experienced the interrogations by fans, I admit they're usually not very personal but don't let it get to ya" Josh told me as he ran to catch up. "Is that really what everyone thinks of me? That I scrounge off of you and that I'm absolutely hopeless without you?" I spoke and He sigh and gave me a sympathetic look. "Of course not," he wrapped his arm around my shoulder, "you did quit college after we began touring, some people just misinterpret situations, don't let it get to you." He spoke and I raised an eyebrow. "So you agree?" I asked, pulling away from his soft grip. "No, I just see where they're coming from. They don't know what's really happening our lives and in this relationship, and heck, why should they? The point is, let them think whatever they want to think, we know what really goes on and that's all that should matter." I smiled at him weakly, but didn't feel any better about it. "That's easy for you to say, they never slate you, it's always the girlfriends or people that aren't part of the band or crew that gets this shit thrown at them." He rolled his eyes as I spoke. "Of course we get slated. Not for the same things and not by our fans but Lex you should see the amount of negative shit we get weekly. We learn to ignore it because we have to and now it doesn't affect us at all." I didn't say anything, but instead just lay across the sofa with my legs stretched out and my head now resting on Josh's knees as his hands played with my hair.
"I'm really going to miss you when you do the next tour" I sigh, looking up at josh who was now resting one hand over mine on my stomach and the other stroking my cheek. "You know I'll miss you too, but it'll fly by and then I'll be home, with you." my lips pouted slightly as he spoke, "yeah until you have to tour again, or fly out to record your next album," I tried not to think about it really, the amount of time Josh really would be away due to his career, but of course I wouldn't have it any other way, him living out his dream. I just wish I could spend more time with him. "Don't worry love, we'll have plenty of time to spend together, I just hope you know I'm holding you hostage for at least a week before I go. My logic is that if I spend so much time with you, I'll eventually get bored and then miss you less." He winked and I playfully hit his chest, "I definitely do not object to spending so much time with you but hey, we all know you'll miss me either way." He just smiled and nodded.
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"Time to go?" I asked, waking up from an unplanned nap on Josh who was also snoring. Matt nodded and I began to wake Josh up. He jumped so much in early fell off of his lap, his face in a panic state for a split second. "Woah you okay, mate?" Matt looked worried, but a little less when josh replied, "yeah fine, just a weird dream," He unconvincingly laughed it off and I let it be, not feeling the need to intrude despite the fact I know if it were the other way around he would be pressuring it out of me.
"We gotta leave ba-" I began but Josh's lips met mine, cutting me off. "Let's go."
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