No One Can Know About Us (Motionless In White)

You Said This Was The Last Time

Natalie's POV:  

I looked at myself in the mirror once I put the outfit on from Ricky. It was nice, don't get me wrong. I just didn't think it looked the best on me. I sighed and turned around to look at my butt. What was Ricky even doing with me? And what was going to happen with Chris? Was he going to tell Ricky? 

"Nat," Kylie's voice called as the door opened. 

I pushed the thoughts away and stepped out to face her. "Well?" 

She gasped and a giant smile graced her face. "You look amazing! Like damn, you're hot!" 

"So um, what songs do we dance to," I asked nervously. I knew some of them, obviously. I just didn't want to be on stage with all those kids looking up at me all night. It made my skin crawl. 

"We dance to any of the songs from Infamous, their last album," she replied. "But there is one thing you need to know." I nodded for her to continue. "The girls in the audience will rip you apart if you focus on Ricky for too long. You need to move between the guys. I usually cover Ghost, obviously, and Ryan. Which leaves you with Ricky and-"

"Chris," I gulped. 

She nodded before handing me another box. "These are for you from all the guys and I, we were so excited when Ricky said he was bringing you." 

I opened the box and found a pair of thigh high boots. "I guess these are for tonight," I chuckled. 

"Ricky said you were into this kind of thing," she mumbled as a blush graced her cheeks. 

My eyes went wide and then it was my turn to blush. "Ricky said that?" 

"Don't worry," she chuckled. "We're all a little.... hmm... kinky?" 

We stood in silence for a minute before bursting into a fit of laughter. "I know I just met you," I started between laughs. "But I think you're right, we're going to be great friends." 

"Good!" 

"Hey girls, we're going over the set list, come on," Devin called from outside. 

We walked out and he whistled while grabbing my hand and spinning me around. "Do I pass the test," I asked like an innocent child. 

"RICKY I'M KEEPING YOUR GIRLFRIEND," he called behind him. 

Ricky walked up and shoved him out of the way before wrapping his arms around me and pulling me in for a kiss. "You look fantastic," he muttered as he looked me up and down. "I can't wait to get this off of you." 

I giggled and walked back to the green room with him. We all sat down and their manager walked in with Chris. He shot me a look of disgust quickly before taking a seat next to Ange on one of the other sofas. 

"Okay so we've made a few changes to the set list," their manager spoke up. "You're going to open with Devil's Night, Creatures, Abigail, Hatefuck, Synthetic Love, Sinematic, Black, Ghost In The Mirror, Puppets and you'll close out with America and your encore is Immaculate." 

"Sounds good," a few of the guys mumbled. 

"Is that it, Josh," Ricky asked. 

He nodded. "You're on stage in an hour and a half. They've just let kids into the venue and Stick is about to go on." 

I looked at Ricky and curled into his chest. "So what songs do I have to be on stage for," I asked quietly.

"Devil's Night, Hatefuck, Synthetic Love, Sinematic, and America," he replied while looking into my pale blue eyes. He kissed me gently before standing up. "I'm going to go watch the opener. I'll be back."