Zion Kuwonu ~ Family

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Y/n's POV

Zion and I were currently waiting for the boys to pick us up. Today is the first show of tour and we are gonna be on this bus for AWHILE.

"Daddy, can I please come on stage?" our 7-year-old son, Isaiah asked.

"Maybe" Zion smiled as the bus pulled up. 

We put our things in the bottom then got onto the bus. Austin showed us where we will be sleeping and around the bus, which didn't take long.

"Can I go on stage?" Isaiah asked his uncles as we all sat around the couch area of the bus.

"Only if mom and dad say yes" Edwin answered.

"Ugh" Isaiah groaned.

"Why don't you go play some video games for a bit?" Brandon suggested.

"I'll beat you" Zion and Austin said at the same time. 

The three of them got up and went to the back of the bus. As they reached the back, I got up to get a bottle of water the bus came to a hard stop and I fell flat on my ass. Me and the guys couldn't stop laughing.

"I'm am going to hate this if this keeps happening" I laughed as Nick helped me get up.

"I'm sorry" the driver yelled from the front.

"It's all good" I smiled as I got water then sat back in my spot quickly. 

We  sat and talked for a bit before we got to the first spot which was LA. We brought a couple things in like extra clothes, chargers, and some cards. We all sat in back with hours to kill, bored out of our minds.

"I saw a 7-11 down the street" Brandon said.

"Let's go" I encouraged as I stood up.

"Yeah" Isaiah agreed.

Everyone else agreed and grabbed their money before we started to head out. 

"We just have to be careful of the fans and the security" Zion said as he were like spies up against the wall. 

Zion and Isaiah was in front of me and the other guys were behind me. Zion motioned for all of us to exit and we did. Then we ran to store hoping no one would pay any attention to us. Once we got to the store, we stood there trying to catch our breath while Isaiah was perfectly fine.

"I wish I was 7 again" the guys said at the same time.

"Snack and drink, we can come back later for snacks on the bus" I said as we all went our own ways but Isaiah went with me.

As I was looking for my snack I felt a pair of arms wrap around my waist and felt two hands cover my eyes. 

"Guess?" I'm assuming Brandon asked.

"I'm gonna say Zion is around my waist and Brandon at my eyes?" I guessed as Brandon removed his hands and I saw Zion's arms around my waist.

"That was easy" Nick said as he walked by.

We continued to shop around and we all got like three or four things. Isaiah got a piggy back ride from Zion while I held Zion's hand as we walked back to the venue. When we got closer, fans saw us and started to hoot and shout.

"Let's drop the stuff off and come back out" Edwin suggested.

"We'll be back in a second!" Austin shouted over the screaming fans.

We jogged inside, dropped our stuff off and Isaiah and I were gonna stay inside but the boys said we should go out too. 

"I want you to stick by my side the entire time" I said to Isaiah as we began to walk out. 

"Okay" he nodded and held my hand. 

Zion grabbed Isaiah's other hand. We walked out and the guys went and did their own thing while Zion stayed with Isaiah and I when encountering the fans. After about 20 minutes we were called inside for the boys and I to get ready.

"What are you wearing?" Zion smiled as he walked over to me shirtless with a pair of jeans on.

"Not sure yet" I said as he hugged me.

"I wanna hug" Isaiah said as I felt his arms wrapped around my waist.

"What are you gonna wear?" Zion asked Isaiah.

"What do you mean?" Isaiah asked with a smile as we all let go.

"You coming out, right?" Zion smiled and Isaiah lost it.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" Isaiah screamed as he jumped up and down.

"You remember the 'Would You Mind' dance?" Zion asked.

"Yep" Isaiah smirked.

"Okay, them mom can come out at the end and we can all say bye" Zion suggested.

"Deal" Isaiah and I said together. 

Zion kissed my lips, did his handshake with Isaiah then went to go warm-up with the boys. I changed into 

"Mom, you look so pretty" Isaiah said as he and Zion came up to me

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"Mom, you look so pretty" Isaiah said as he and Zion came up to me.

"Damn mamas" Zion smirked.

"Hush" I smiled as Zion snaked his arm around my waist and stood next to me.

"Okay, Y/n ten minutes" Megan, the woman in charge or everything, said to me.

"Got it" I smiled as the rest of the guys walked in.

After the time, I went on stage and sang a couple songs then amped the crowd up before the boys came out. 

"Are you to see your favorite boy band?" I asked the crowd.

Cheers!

"I don't think the boys can hear you" I said as I walked to the other side of the stage.

Louder cheers!

"Alright, let's give it up for PRETTYMUCH!" I said and walked off to the side where they were standing.

"You're gonna call us out. By BEANZ" Edwin informed me.

"Give it up for Brandon!... Edwin!... Austin!... Nick!... And Zion!" I said and they ran out after I called their name.

The boys performed, did there thing and Isaiah stood on the side the entire time. For 'Summer on You' the boys brought us and the fan out. Isaiah sat with Brandon and I sat with Zion. When it came time to switch we all got up and moved but with the same person. Brandon got up and danced with the fan then Nick but we were all grooving. Zion and I stood facing the crown but he stood behind me with one arm wrapped around my waist. At the end we did a group hug, Zion kissed me and we walked off of stage. At the very end of the show it was 'Would You Mind' time. Isaiah went out, he stood by Zion and did everything Zion was doing. When they were done they all bowed.

"Y/n, come on out here!" Brandon said on the microphone.

"Give it up for Brandon, Edwin, Austin, Nick, Zion, and Isaiah" I smiled in the microphone after stealing it from Brandon.

Cheers!

"Give it up for my queen" Zion smirked after he took it from me.

We all bowed, went backstage, and grabbed our things to get back on the bus.

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