The 1975

Chapter Three || M.O.N.E.Y.

Date: June 10th

Location: Mallorca Rocks - Baleares, Spain

After a seven and a half hour flight from New York to Spain we finally made it to the event. Since I didn't do my research on the band I thought they would be playing at a stadium but much to my surprise we were at a hotel. A huge hotel.

After several attempts to check in all which failed because fans kept coming up to the guys for autographs, me and Jamie finally slipped away and headed straight to the front desk. After having to translate for Jamie we got our room keys then dragged the guys upstairs.

Thankfully we were all on the same floor and all had great views of stage. Since I wasn't going down for the concert tonight Jamie gave me the suite that had a direct view to the stage so that I could watch if I wanted to. I wasn't planning on it but who knows.

"Abigail" Jamie called as he knocked on my door. "Coming" I said then opened it. Standing there was Jamie and the guys. They had all changed out of their clothes from the flight and into clothes more suitable for this hot weather.

"Yeah?" I asked. "Were going down to set up and practice you wanna come?" he asked, I smiled. "Uh I'll meet you down I have to change it's really hot" I said, they nodded. "We'll be on the mainstage" George said, I nodded then closed my door as they walked off.

While I called Kevin on speaker I changed out of my clothes. While we left New York it wasn't as hot so my flight outfit was just jeans and a loose fitting tank top. When we got here I was sweating balls while we waited for luggage so since it was still hot out I needed change before I died.

I changed into loose fitting fleece white shorts that had also a slip under since the fabric was see through. I put on a black bralette, it had this pretty crochet cutout at the end.Then I slipped on black t-strap sandals and a bucket hat to protect myself from the sunlight.

"Hey, how was your flight?" Kev asked after he finally picked up. "Long" I said, he chuckled. "And Spain? How's Spain?" He asked. "Beautiful, my hotel room is gorgeous but it's so hot like oh my god hot" I said, he laughed.

"Five more days then I get to see you again" he said, I smiled. "You saw me seven hours ago" I said, he chuckled. "Seven hours too long, finish this quickly so you can come home" he said, I frowned.

"Sadly I'm stuck here even if I do finish early" I said, he sighed. "What city should I visit you in?" he asked, I smiled. "All of them" I said, he chuckled. "Ugh I wish but sadly they're only paying your way not mine. When is Isis coming down?" he asked.

"A few days, she's only staying for two shows" I said. "Lucky her, listen babe I gotta go but have fun please" he said, I smiled. "Bye see you soon" I said. "Bye" he said then hung up.

After grabbing my purse, tripod and camera I went downstairs and headed straight for the mainstage. I had some trouble getting backstage because they were so determined that I was a groupie but after Jamie told them who I was they let me backstage were I set up my camera and waited for the guys to be done practicing.

"What's that for?" Ross asked as he was the first to come backstage. "Your interviews" I said. "I thought you were studying us or whatever" he said as he sat in front of me.

"Yeah we I'm not gonna be able to remember it all so I'm recording it" I said, he nodded. "What kind of camera is that?" he asked. "Canon rebel T3i" I said, he nodded. "Sorry to say but we won't be able to do this today so might as well enjoy yourself" he said then got up and left.

I was really confused by what he said especially since after they were done practicing they had exactly two hours to themselves. After searching around for Jamie I found him standing in front of the stage, he was making sure the fans would be safe.