Wrong Number ~ Why Don't We

1.4

{a/n: I love don't change sooooo much it's not funny. I cry every time I hear the song}

I pull up to the venue that the boys are playing at. Wow. That's all I can say right now.

I carefully drive my car around the venue and to the back where the boys supposedly were. I see the tour bus and a couple of big white trucks. "This is it," I said to myself. I pulled up alongside the tour bus the best I could. I opened my car door and got out closing it behind me as I looked around for the boys. 

"Excuse me, miss," somebody said. "Hmm?" I asked as I turned around to face a security guard. "oh god." I thought. "You aren't allowed to be back here." He said stepping closer to grab my arm. I took a step back. "Actually sir, I am," I said with a new found confidence. He nodded his head pretending to listen then ducked his head to his shoulder. 

"Code 411, Crazy fan at the back of the arena." He tried to say discreetly. That's when I went crazy. "Sir, I am no Crazy fan. I am friends with these boys!" "Mhm, I'm sure." He said eyeing me. "I don't have a weapon on me." I rolled my eyes. "Miss, I'm going to have to remove you from the premises." He forcefully grabbed my arms and put them behind my back and guided me to the front. 

"YO CORA THERE YOU ARE!!" I heard a familiar voice say. The police officer stopped and turned around. "Oh hey Jonah," I said awkwardly. "What's going on here?" He asked the officer. "Well this crazy fan here was trying to enter the back," He said and I chuckled. "Yeah because I was  told to!" I screamed at him trying to yank my arms away from his grip. "You can let her go. She's a friend of ours." He said. "Are you sure?" "Positive" The officer then released my arms and didn't bother to apologize. He walked away.

"That Jac-" Jonah cut me off. "Cora!!" He yelled and embraced me in a huge hug. I giggled as I hugged him back. "That man has a death grip." I said as I rubbed my wrists. "haha" He laughed. 

"Okay, what should I help with?" I asked him. "Well the boys are inside so go say hi then you can start helping." He said. "Gotcha," I said patting him on the back running off. Wait. I ran backward. "Which way?" I asked. "There." He pointed to a tall grey door. I started for the door.

I slowly tried to open the door to avoid any noise. Success. I walked around for a bit trying to find the stage when I heard voices. "Alright! I'll be right out!! I'm just going to change!" I quickly ran into what I thought was a dressing room. I guessed correctly. I grabbed a magazine and took a seat on the couch covering my face with the magazine.

The door opened then shut. "AHH!" Somebody screamed. "W-who are you?" They said. I had a laugh to myself. I tossed the magazine behind me and jumped up. "ITS MEEE!" I yelled. "OH MY GOD!" Zach yelled, running towards me and engulfing me in a big bear hug. The door opened and people shouted. "WHAT'S WRONG WE HEARD SCREAM-" You stopped hugging Zach and looked towards the door. "Hey boys!" "CORA!" They screamed in unison as they tackled you to the ground.