Pt 2, Chris's POV.

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'Thank you, Manchester! You've been awesome!' I walked behind Ricky, slapping his ass like usual. Damn, he had a nice ass. Shit, I thought. Quit smiling at Ricky's ass and focus.

'We hope to see you all again some time, but we've got a date with a plate of chicken wings. It's gonna be hot!' And with that, I waved and walked off the stage next to my 5 best friends.

'"It's gonna be hot", Chris? What the fuck are you on?' Josh shoved me with his shoulder, laughing.

'Hey,' I laughed 'straight edge, baby. Just weird.'

I looked over my shoulder, where the fuck was Ricky? He hasn't insulted me yet. That's why I said the thing about chicken wings, he'd probably find about 10 things to say about that. I loved it when he insulted me. I always knew he was joking, and at least then I knew he noticed me enough to say something. God, I'm pathetic, I thought.

'Hey, princess!' I smiled. Found him. 'I'd've appreciated if you told me you were chicken-o-sexual, Chris. That way I wouldn't have bothered making myself look pretty!' He punched me lightly on the arm, faking a heart broken look. He soon gave up and started laughing at himself, blushing. Man, his smile was gorgeous. I'd have it tattooed, but I came to the conclusion that he might be slightly freaked out. Still tempting, though. Very tempting. I sighed and shook my head. What was wrong with me? Ricky's a dude, for starters; he's also one of my best friends.

'Well Richard,' he hated me calling him that, so I always called it him. 'I could make you an exception' I winked at him and made the 'call-me' gesture with my right hand, then blew him a kiss. Bingo! I got him to smile again. He returned the wink and blew a kiss back.

'Homo's.' Ryan said, desperately trying to keep a straight face.

'Just cause you want a piece of this, baby.' I blew him a kiss too, and he laughed.

'Oh, well, if you put it that way, baby!' he winked, too. God, there was an awful lot if winking going on. The fangirls would go wild.

'Seriously though, Chris' Vinny said 'they are going to write so much fanfic of you and chicken wings now. Haven't you ever heard of Drapple?!' He smiled at Devin. Must be some form of Harry Potter reference, again. Nerds.

'I dunno, Vinny..' Devin argued 'I'm pretty sure the best ship with Draco involved is Drarry.'

They went off on an argument then, over what I presume are Harry Potter ship names. I don't know.

We'd reached the bus now, and I climbed the steps eagerly. Granted, chicken wings were better fresh, but frozen ones were just as good. Microwaveable, too. I asked how many everyone wanted, but it was only me and Ricky who wanted any. We decided the most sensible thing to do would be to cook them all and share the entire bag of 20.

'I'm going for a smoke,' Ricky yelled 'tell me when they're ready, Christopher' he thought I hated him calling me that. Jokes on him, I loved it. Ten minutes later, we were eating chicken wings in our room and falling asleep. I fell asleep smiling. He really did have a nice ass.

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