Can We Fall In Love Now? [Nicole Row]

Chapter 24

When the others came back into the dressing room, only Milo came over. He sat down beside me, and the beanbag chair I was sitting in poofed up a bit. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders, and I rested my head on him.

He rubbed my shoulder with his thumb softly, humming just loud enough for me to hear. It wasn't one of our songs, wasn't even a song I knew. I took comfort in it nonetheless, and my eyes drooped a bit.

Milo kissed my forehead, "It's all okay now, Addy."

Voices talked in the background, but I wasn't paying attention. All I focused on was Milo, and myself. Pity party for two: accomplished.

A water bottle landed on me and I gasped, the wind momentarily knocked out of me. I greedily slurped up air and Milo winced as a second water hit him in the crotch.

"Jesus Christ why!" Milo shouted, and I just laid there like a fish.

Ethan winced and Lee was in the back laughing. She set her phone down, still cackling, "Oh my god- Vine 2.0 is going to have a gift-"

"It's... called... Byte..." I said between breaths but she was too busy laughing to hear.

Milo finally stood up and he jabbed scissors into the bottle cap, then began to squirt water at Lee.

Karma, bitch. I found myself thinking a few rude thoughts and shook them away, you are not a mean person, Adeline Urie.

I quickly followed Milo's lead, however, and it turned into an all-out war between us.

We all ended up partially drenched, and I shook my head like a dog dried off, water flying off my pink hair.

Then a stage manager walked in, took in the scene, sighed, and quietly pointed to the door.

We giggled and then Lee and I grabbed our instruments, Milo grabbing a tambourine.

We climbed back onto the stage, our companion Max Frost beside us, and we all started to play Iris. After, of course, Josh's dramatic backstory.

During Hey Jude we copied the Inglewood show and laid down on stage, and when we got up I ignored the stains from our wet clothes.

We started walking back down the stairs and Tyler made a joke about all of us. Good job, TyJo.

Lee was first to make it into the dressing room, and then me, and then the others. I flopped back down on the chair and looked over at the others again.

Milo made a reach for his water, Lee grabbed hers, and I pointed mine at Milo, "Milo, don't try it."

"Jeez, okay!" He backed up and Lee and I set our own bottles down. We looked at each other and all four of us broke into wild laughter.

I'm talkin' Ethan bent over, Milo rolling on the floor, Lee clutching the edge of a table wild.

I had backed up until I fell onto the beanbag backwards and that just sent us into a further state of laughter.

I was upside down on the beanbag, and soon enough my stomach started to hurt from laughing.

We calmed down after a moment, stomachs hurting and faces red.

I yawned and looked at them all, still upside down. "I'm fucking tired, dudes."

"I could sleep for like, hours!" Lee added on and I nodded.

"Totally. I would sleep right now, too."

"Do it!" Lee glanced over at a Sharpie and I narrowed my eyes.