I have a cold. A fucking cold while I'm on tour with my boyfriends band. This sucks. Really sucks because I miss Chris's lips. I pout as I think about how I haven't got to kiss him for three days now. If that kid hadn't coughed near me then I wouldn't be being tortured right now. Yes tortured because I can't kiss my boyfriend. I had missed three shows but this one I'm not. I'm standing back stage in sweatpants and a jacket with my UGG boots.
"Quiet down everyone! I have something to tell you," Chris says into his mic. "I have been thinking of something this whole show. I've been thinking about my beautiful girlfriend Eleanor. Come out here baby." Chris uses his finger to motion me to him.
"No Chris I'm gross looking." He looks back at the crowd and smiles.
"I have been given the privilege to date her you see. We've been dating for about three months. Two more weeks. For the three months I've known her I have had a boner. It's like fucking continuous."
"Oh my god! Christopher Cerulli I'm going to murder you!" I scream and cover my face.
"The reason behind that is because she is the most beautiful woman in the world. Who wants to see my beautiful girlfriend?" a million voices scream and I groan. I blow my nose then walk out onto the stage. "There she is." Chris kisses my cheek and I smile. More screams fill my ears and I blush. "Even though she's sick with a cold she is still beautiful." I wipe my nose on my tissue then cough. Chris pulls a cough drop out of his pocket and gives it to me.
"Thank you." I pop it into my mouth and he puts an arm around my shoulders.
"I would like to dedicate this song to Eleanor. This is Sinematic." Chris starts singing the song and I can't help but get emotional. No one has ever sung a song for me before. I pull an unused tissue from my jacket pocket and dry my eyes.
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"I'm sorry if I embarrassed you tonight," Chris says hugging me.
"You didn't." Chris nods and holds my hand in his. "Chris?"
"Hmm."
"I love you." A smile appears on his face and I glance at the ground.
"You are the most beautiful creature I have had the pleasure of seeing. You couldn't possibly realize the amount of love I have in me for you Eleanor. I love you so much."
"Gross!" Ryan and Brandon screams from their bunks. I chuckle which results into a coughing fit.
"Shut up guys," Ricky says. "You do this with your girlfriends." He pats my leg just as someone knocks on the bus door. Chris untangles himself from me and answers it. A woman with black hair, red lips, and bright blue eyes walks on the bus. I raise my eyebrows at her and she stares me down.
"Who the fuck are you?" she screams. Balz comes from the driving quarters confused and angry. Then the other boys join us in the living room.
"What are you doing here?" Chris asks the mysterious woman.
"We need to talk. In private," she looks pointedly at me.
"Anything you say to Chris you can say to all of us," Ghost says. Chris nods and she groans.
"I want you back Chris. I miss you and I love you." I stand up and get between them.
"Hi, I'm Eleanor. Chris's girlfriend."
"What do you do?" she spits at me.
"I'm now a suicide girl. What are you?"
"I was a suicide girl."
"Oh? Well I guess that's fair since once you hit a certain age they kick you out of a certain category." The boys 'ooh' and cover their mouths. "But that's alright because I'm sure I took your place since I'm about fifteen years younger than you are. I'll be the new face and you will become nothing." Her face drops and tears fill her eyes. I suddenly feel bad for saying that and hug her. "I'm sorry." She cries on my shoulder and shakes in my grasp.
"What's going on?" Brandon asks. I turn us around and look at the guys.
"I've read how band members ex girlfriends are evil bitches that want to ruin lives. I don't want to become one of them."
"You won't," Chris says. I let the woman go and move her to sit on the couch. I look at all the guys and sigh.
"Did you not just hear what I said to her? I became the rude bitch I never want to be. I am truly sorry for hurting your feelings. I'm not usually like this. It's just," I sigh deeply and tangle my fingers," you came in here like you owned the place. I've had a crappy week being sick and I took my anger out on someone I don't know. You just wanted to tell Chris you love him. That you want him back, but he's moved on. So should you. You'll find your soulmate out there."
"How can you know that?" she asks wiping her cheeks and smearing her makeup.
"Ricky get me a wipe please?" he nods and walks to the bathroom. I kneel in front of her. Ricky hands me the wipes which we use to clean our makeup off. I clean under her eyes where her mascara and eyeliner started running. "What's your name?"
"Christa."
"Christa I formally apologize for everything I said that insulted you tonight."
"It's alright. I did barge in on you guys evening. It was very rude of me. I'm sorry also." We hug and the guys clap. "I'll um be going then I guess." Christa stands and walks off the bus. The guys go back to how they were and I cuddle with Chris on the couch.
