Behind my Scars is More (Sleeping with Sirens love story)

Chapter 3

Mora's POV:

"I can't believe I am actually doing this." I mumbled under my breath as I packed my bags. We start the tour tomorrow. It's been about three weeks since the met the guys. We seem to get along really well. And I hope it stays that way or I'm pretty much homeless.

Gabe has been letting me stay with him because he called my land-lord and told him, and I quote, 'Go fuck yourself, you little cuntbag'.... I doubt I'm getting my apartment back after that.

"You finished packing yet?"Jack asked as I walked into the living room. "Mostly. Want to go out for a bite? I'm bored of packing, I'll finish later." I asked as I slipped on my bright, sky blue vans. "Sure. The guys went out and I feel lazy today so lets go to somewhere I don't have to move much." he smiled. "Alright, come on." I laughed.

"Where are we going Mommy?" he asked in a baby voice. "I don't fucking know, bitch." I laughed. "Well! Do you talk to your mama with that mouth!?" he gasped. "Only on Tuesdays, son." I chuckled. Jack just rolled his eyes and got into the drivers seat.

 "Where too lover boy?" I asked as he pulled out of Gabe's driveway. "Chick-fil-a?" he suggested. "Fuck yes!!!!" I squeled. I love this band already! Chick-fil-a is an amazing chicken type fast food resteraunt and it is fucking amazing! Their food is like sex for your mouth!

"So I'm guessing you like Chick-fil-a?" Jack laughed, I nodded voilently. "It is sooo good!!" I sighed. He chuckled, "I can tell you are going to fit right in with us on tour."

When we got to Chick-fil-a we decided to go through the drive through and order a shit load of food to bring home. Plus, Jack was still in his elmo pajamas and I was NOT going into that resteraunt with him dressed like that!

"You do realize that the guys are going to kill us when we get home, right?" Jack asked as he stole one of my chicken nuggets. I frowned, "Why? This is a nice deed we are doing."

"Yeah but we racked up a pretty big bill, you do know that right?" he laughed as I looked in the back seat which was now full of trays, buckets, and bags of chicken. "Yeah! Did you see the workers faces when we ordered all of it?" I laughed.

The rest of the ride home, Jack and I were debating on weather we were going to die or be praised by the others. And debating on who is bringing in all of the food. I won of course. He can't top Mora! Never!!!

"That's the last of it." Jack puffed as he set down the last two bags of chicken. "Holy shit! You can't even see the fucking counter!" I giggled. "I know. Gabe is going to kill us." Jack giggled.

"Why would I- Holy fuck, what happened!?!?!?" Gabe yelled as he stepped into the kitchen. "Surprise!" I yelled as I ran over to Gabe and the guys. "What the fuck did you two do to my house?" Gabe asked as he looked at the Chick-fil-a covered counter.

"We bought Chick-fil-a." I smiled at the guys as they walked into the kitchen speechless. "Mora, the fatty that she is, needed food. Lots of it." Jack glared at me. I punched him in the stomach, "Never point out a girl's fattiness unless you want to die." I spat as I rubbed my tummy.

The guys laughed as Jack cuddled my feet on the floor. "Jack, why the hell did you get all of this food!?" Gabe yelled at Jack. "It wasn't me! It was Mora's idea." Jack whimpered. Gabe glared at me. I shrugged,

"I thought you guys would like if I got you all food before the tour. Plus, now we don't need to go food shopping. Don't you like it?" I asked as I gave the boys puupy-dog eyes.

"Well that was sweet of you." Kellin hugged me and patted my head. "Thanks Mora." Jesse kissed my forehead and dug into the food. "What the fuck!? I get hated on for helping but Mora gets thanks, hugs, and kisses!?" Jack pouts.