Falling - A Pentatonix Story

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"Hey, Love, guess what," Avi smirked at me.

"Hm?"

"We're in the city of love."

I roll my eyes and step off the plane. It's been a little more than three weeks since the Europe leg of tour started, and we're in Paris. The last stop of the world tour.

It was definitely bittersweet. Personally, this has been the most life-changing tour I've been on. I started dating Avi, which is definitely the biggest thing. It's sad to see it end. Then again, it'll be nice to go home and have not such a hectic life. That is, until we tour again. And we'll still be working on albums.

But it'll be less hectic than tour, so that's a plus.

But it'll was fun living with Scott, Mitch, Kevin, Esther, and Avi for a while.

Okay I'm getting emotional I need to stop.

"Last stop of tour, let's go!" Scott cheers while running through the jet bridge connecting the plane to the airport.

"Last show!" Mitch joins in.

"Paris here we come!" I laugh, running along with them. Avi and Kevin joins us, the energy about to explode. Esther walks behind us, probably judging us and our child-like behavior.

Once we reach the airport, we stop screaming due to the dirty looks from people not in the band.

"Paris is going to be awesome," Avi laughed once we came to a hault at the baggage claim.

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"Last show, how y'all feeling?" Nicole asks us in my dressing room that everyone has seemed to gather in.

"Pumped," Scott replies.

"Could not be any more excited, but at the same time it's super bittersweet, you know?" I say.

"Totally agree," Mitch nods.

"Ready to go home and not be stressing out over booking everything. I have literally nothing to do while you guys aren't touring so that's always nice," Esther sighs.

"I think I'll miss tour, but I am excited to go home. Like, I want to go home but when I go home, I'll want to keep touring," Kevin says.

"I think that's how I'll be," Nicole laughs, putting the finishing touches on my makeup. "You're free to go, babe."

"Thanks, Nick. You killed it," I mumble, looking in the mirror.

"Well, it's literally my job."

"Just accept a compliment when you get one," I laugh.

"Thirty minutes to showtime!" One of our producers yells. We've already done meet and greet, which was super sweet. I love travelling out of the United States, and all of the fans are especially sweet.

After a seemingly endless half hour, we grab our mics and in-ears and head onto the stage to our screaming fans.

We start with the few opening numbers we have, and then while everyone grabs a sip of water I talk.

"Paris! How are you all, tonight?! I'm so excited to be here!"

Screaming.

"You guys, Paris so beautiful. I'm jealous y'all get to live here," I giggle into the microphone.