Chapter 22

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ALLAN “J. 13th” 'S P.O.V

We saw the FIR guys as we were walking to the restaurant. We all said hello to each other. They were cool guys.

– Hey Ronnie, what's up? – I said, walking next to him.

– Just tired of the bus – he laughed.

It was true, being in the bus for so much time was going to kill us if we didn't find anything interesting to do.

– I understand you – I said nodding; then looked at the restaurant to see the two other groups in the front door, waiting for us.

– Why are they waiting for us? – Ronnie asked a little bit confused.

– My manager told me that we are going to eat together, so we had to wait to be all in here to go inside – I said, seeing how a girl that was with the other group came running and practically jumped on Ronnie.

At first, I supposed it was Ronnie's girlfriend, but I remembered that he didn't have one so I was confused. Even with all the confusion, she was pretty.

IRIS'S P.O.V.

The guys started talking about the tour and as I knew the details I wasn't interested. I saw Ronnie coming to where we were with the rest of the band and also the other band. Finally I saw who SWPB members were.

I happily run to Ronnie and jumped into his arms. He laughed and hugged me before leaving me on the floor again.

– Hi hi – I welcomed. The FIR members smiled at me but the SWPB looked at me confused at first, then said hello to me.

– Hey little Tasmanian devil – Ronnie said laughing; I hit his shoulder.

– Idiot – I said, sticking my tongue out in his direction. He did the same to me and then moved a little to let me see a guy with dark hair, more or less as tall as him. He was wearing a black t-shirt with “Jeremy 13” written on it and a pair of white jeans.

– Iris – Ronnie said to call my attention – this is Allan Cotterill, the singer of Snow White's Poison Bite – I smiled at him.

– Nice to meet you, Allan – he smiled back at me.

– And she is Iris, she is the Black Veil Brides' translator – he was going to say something, but Andy called me from behind – Iris!, lets go – he said with an irresistible smirk on his face.

– Hope we can talk later – I said to him, turning around and walking to Andy. He received me with a smirk and his blue eyes on me.

He put an arm over my shoulders and kissed me softly before coming inside the restaurant.

ANDY'S P.O.V.

I didn't really know the other group that was coming with us; Ronnie was the one who talked to me about them. All I knew by now was that they were late. But also the members of FIR were late.

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