Dallon's POV (wHaT thE aCtUal hEcK??) :
We were walking along the streets of Myrtle Beach, South Carolina. We were looking for a mall to find a few souvenirs before heading to the beach. Brendon and Natalie led us, walking hand in hand, Natalie bouncing with each step. She seemed much happier than she had the days before, she needed something to get her mind off of the fact that she was practically famous now. The rest of us followed the two close behind, wrapped up in our own conversation. So much so, that we didn't realize Natalie and Brendon had disappeared. I took a glance around, finding them at a small shop. I gathered the guys and led them back to Natalie and Brendon, who were gazing into the window at something. Walking closer, I realized that they were looking at hand-painted jackets. I quickly realized that they were both staring at a jacket with the album cover to Pretty. Odd. painted on it, which I knew immediately that Brendon would want to find the person responsible for what I would say is a remarkable peice of work.
"Guys. We have to find whoever painted that jacket." Natalie said, still gaping at it.
Brendon must've realized how much Nataile admired that jacket, because he hastily pulled out his wallet and strolled into the store, Natalie following closely behind. They were in for about 10 minutes, when they walked back out, Natalie was wearing the jacket and clutching Brendon's arm, a joyous smile on her face.
"Thank you so so so much Brendon."
"It's no problem Natalie. I saw how much you liked it so I got it for you. Plus, now you are like a walking advertisement."
We all chuckled at his last statement before continuing our journey to find a mall. After some time we found one, and were instantly approached by several fans.
"Oh my god. Hi, can I please get a picture? I love you all so much."
"Of course!" Brendon said.
I looked over to Natalie, who looked like she was about to burst, and not in a good way. She was tensed up, her arms crossed and clutching her sides. She looked so uncomfortable, afraid. I swiftly reached out for her and wrapped my arms around her, to let her know she was safe.
"Brendon, I think we should hurry up and get our stuff so we can get out of here." I said to him, nodding my head towards Natalie to show him that she was in distress.
"Oh, yes. Let's go. Thank you Dallon." He said, sliding an arm around Natalie as we walked to a gift shop not far from the entrance.
We quickly found what we wanted, checked out, and left before anyone else could approach us.
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twenty minutes later
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Natalie's POV:
We had finally made our way to the beach. We were setting up our beach towels and taking off the clothes we had on over our bathing suits when I realized something; I had never worn a bathing suit around the guys. Normally, that wouldn't matter, but for me, it did. I was very skinny, not because I starved myself or because I was self conscious, I was just naturally skinny and could never really gain weight if I tried.
"Woah, Natalie. You look like a skeleton!" Kenny exclaimed, which earned him and elbow to the ribs, courtesy of Dan.
"Yeah, I guess. It's whatever though. Not a big deal." I said, trying to sound convincing, even though I was now trying to cover myself with my arms.
"Okay, if you say so. Anyway, lets go swim!" He shouted, already running towards the water. Dallon picked me up and put me on his shoulders before running after the rest of the guys, who had run out before us.
There was lots of play fighting, splashing, and laughing. Also a lot of accidentally swallowing the salty sea water. Soon I decided to take a break, retreating to our towels that we had laid out. I grabbed my phone to look through Instagram. Brendon and I hadn't really talked about getting me a real Instagram, so I continued to use my old one that I just posted my photography on. I also followed a bunch of tøp and panic! fanpages, mostly to see what people were saying about me or my dad, and kinda Brendon and the band. I scrolled through all the posts, but one really caught my eye. It was of me and Brendon, on the livestream of me introducing myself. We were looking at eachother, with french fries between our nose and upper lip to try to make french fry mustaches. I immediately screenshotted it. I set it as my wallpaper and turned off my phone before returning to the water and tackling Brendon in a hug. He only laughed as we continued to play in the water, enjoying our time off.
After a few hours of playing in the ocean and tanning on our beach towels, we decided we needed lunch. We set off down the boardwalk in search of a fast food restaurant, which was harder than we had thought. We had walked for almost 30 minutes before finding a Sonic, where we were all more than happy to sit down at the seating area. Brendon ordered for us, while Zack, Dan, and Kenny talked about dumb things they would do after tour. Dallon sat silenly, watching Brendon as he ordered. He then turned to stare at me, which I knew he was doing even without turning my head. I could feel his gaze burning into my skull as I stared down at my phone. I was playing DragonVale, but it's not really an exciting game, it's one of those games that you build up your park over time, so I couldn't use it as an excuse to ignore Dallon's stare for long. I turned to meet his gaze, and he still stared.
"You have sand on your face." He said, trying to bite back a smile.
"It took you that long to say that?" I asked sarcastically. He only shrugged his shoulders, and soon after the waiter came and served us our food.
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Fiksyen Peminat*this is not edited yet so it has a lot of spelling mistakes!! also like the first 9 chapters are not the greatest, i was just really excited to write.* cover by me! natalie is 13 years old. she was born to a teen mom, who wanted what was best for h...
