Moonlight (c.m.)

ch. 1

"(y/n)."

"(y/n)!"

"(y/n) get up or I'm leaving your ass here." Your brother Devin huffs as he hits you with a pillow. You groan and sit up, rubbing your eyes.

"What time is it?" You mumble, opening your eyes to look at your brother. He's standing at the edge of your bed with his arms crossed over his chest. He's already fully dressed, and you remember what day it is.

"It's 8:30, get up and get the rest of your stuff packed so we can be ready when the guys meet us here. We need to be on the road by 11, and you know how slow the guys like to be.." He says, turning to face your half filled suitcase. He sighs and starts grabbing clothes from your closet and puts them in the case neatly. You look at him for a moment, and then get up, stretching your arms over your head. This was only the second year going on tour with your brother and his band as a merch girl; he had been with the band for quite a while. You silently admit to yourself that you were nervous, you had known the guys for a little while now but you still can't help but feel weird about it.

"Okay, I'm up. Let me at least put some makeup on first." You mutter, sitting at your vanity where your makeup was scattered. You were excited to see Ricky again though. When your brother had first joined Motionless in White, he had brought you along to meet them because he felt as if you'd like their music. You did, and you immediately became friends with Ricky. You thought of him as your second older brother. You start to put on a little foundation, a simple smokey eye with eyeliner, and mascara. Good enough. Grabbing your makeup case, you start to collect your makeup and put it in the case. Devin had got it for you after the first tour you went on, as he noticed you had trouble handling so much makeup in such little bags. You finish packing it in and close the case, setting it beside your suitcase. You start to rummage through your shoes, tossing some behind you to pack.

"Are you excited?" Your brother asks after long, comfortable silence and packing. You look at him and hesitate before smiling and nodding your head. You think back to when you first met the guys and they were deciding his stage name. His stage name, Ghost, was based off what you called him growing up because they're your favorite paranormal creature. You both have been obsessed with Halloween and the paranormal since you were kids.

"Yeah, I'm pretty excited. I'm excited to see Ricky. I just hope the rest of the guys don't think I'm weird." You give a lighthearted laugh and move to zip up your suitcase with your clothes. You stand up and look around your room, making sure you aren't missing anything. Glancing at your phone, you see it's nearing 10:30.

"Alright, this looks like everything, lets get it downstairs with mine, the guys should be here any minute." Devin tiredly huffs, picking up your makeup case and another bag. You nod and pull the bar up on your rolling suitcase, and grab your bag and follow your brother. You stop at the door, taking one last glance, then turn off the lights and shut it behind you.

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"So, (y/n)," Ricky starts, plopping down beside you on the couch in the bus. "How've you been? It's been a while." He smiles at you, stretching his arms across the back of the couch. You smile back and turn your body to face him.

"I've been alright, (y/hometown) is super boring when you're 24." You shrug, looking around at the rest of the guys. Ryan was playing video games with a curly haired boy you believed was the new drummer, but you didn't remember his name. You remember your brother telling you that Josh, or Balz as they called him, would be leaving soon. Your eyes scan the rest of the bus and they fall on Chris. He looks up at you and smiles, and you return his smile and then look away quickly to hide your blush. He intimidated you, but in a good way.