Honeypie (Oliver Sykes)

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He had a new aura around him as he screamed into the microphone and only she knew why. They had finished just in time. As soon as he buttoned his pants and she fixed her hair, the rest of the band had flung the door open to tell them it was show time. This was only her second concert with them but she loved watching them bounce around the stage and do what they did best. It was quite interesting to see it all come together. Each person was playing separate parts that fit together as one to create Shadow Moses.

"This is Sempiternal!" Oliver screamed but the crowd screamed a little bit louder. He always ended his concerts off with a bang and by the end of Shadow Moses, he was a panting mess. He came off stage drenched in sweat and gave her a look. Dread filled her and she gave him one right back.

"No." she said firmly as he began taking a few steps towards her.

"Oliver." she warned and a grin began to form on his face.

"Oliver, I'm not playing. Don't you dare do it." She squealed as he charged at her and picked her up, twirling her around in circles. The smell of sweat was prominent and she gagged.

"You almost sound the same as you were a few hours ago." Her eyes widened and she lightly hit the back of his head. He chuckled and put her back down. She fixed her clothes and looked up at him.

"You look tired." she noted and he nodded.

"I am." They began walking towards the area where they were having a meet and greet with Pierce The Veil.

"Are you going to stay the whole time or...?" Truth is, she hadn't even planned on following him to the meet and greet. Her plans were to go back to the bus and sleep but change of plans.

"Sure. I want to see what your fans are like." He gave her an unsure look but nodded his head anyways. Fans began screaming as they appeared and he was instantly bombarded with questions and things to sign. She watched as he easily answered the questions and signed the things without further questioning, although some were a lot questionable. A lot of the fans were very accepting and would ask her questions as well. She answered to the best of her ability and even sighed things and took pictures. Soon her phone was blowing up with the amount of tagged photos and followers she got on Instagram. How the hell had they found her at all was beyond her. She didn't ignore the dirty and judgmental looks she got and threw back looks of her own. Two could play at that game. She wasn't going to sit and play nice when someone was being openly rude. Oliver would chuckle whenever he caught her glare battles with rude fans.

"Jealousy doesn't suit you, love." he said as he handed back one of his CDs he signed.

"Oh it's far from jealousy. I know what I have and they don't but I will fight that bitch in the lime green if she flips me off one more time." Oliver bit back a laugh while Nicholls had no self control and burst out laughing.

"Dammit, mate. Why couldn't you have married her from the beginning and spared us Hannah and Alissa?" Oliver shrugged with a small smile and signed a poster.

"That's it. I'm going to fight that bitch." Oliver quickly dropped the sharpie and grabbed Evelyn's shoulders, pulling her back down next to him.

"No you're not." She crossed her arms and glared at the woman who was obviously taunting her while the rest of the band was howling of laughter.

"You said my hair would be back brunette by the end of tour but all I see is grey in my future." Oliver sighed and handed the poster back to the fan with a smile.

"Watch yourself, Oli. It might be looking hot pink in your future."