Point Of View 2 [*Do not read until you've read the same chapter of ATW]

Chapter 7 I Can Do It With A Broken Heart

*James*

"This is your plane???" Julia snaps out of her funk as we all board the private jet to check it out. She had a really bad morning at the Avalon and has yet to talk to me about it. Even Paul seems on edge from it. But everyone puts it aside for now the second we see the interior of this plane.

 It doesn't faze Paul or Trisha for obvious reasons. This is the world they live in. But the rest of us, Jonah, Casey, Julia... we all sport the same look of shock. I've never been on a private plane before.

[Well half my plane. The other half is Trisha's. Hell, she works more hours than I do. I just show up.] 

Nate texts and Trisha reads it to everyone and then laughs.

"This is unbelievable." I say softly as we all look around. Nate takes Julia to show her around, Jonah and Casey go off on their own, Paul plops down in one of the recliners, and Trisha stays with me. 

"All the recliners have tv's and shit." She rolls her eyes. Trisha knows I'm not much of a tv watcher and also knows I may be the only person in L.A. content with the things I have. Materialistic just isn't me. That being said,  it's insane to be on this  luxury jet right now.

Trisha shows me how all the recliners turn into beds and all have little partitions you can close at night for privacy.

"Unreal." I say with wide eyes. Whoever thinks up this stuff is genius. "So now I can see how you can have sex on tour." I raise a brow and Trisha bursts out laughing at that.

"Well this plane is brand new so it hasn't been christened yet." She smirks, knowing I'm going to jump on that comment.

"We can chat. You say when and I'll be there." I tease, forgetting Paul is sitting on the recliner in front of us. He scoffs and shakes his head.

"Please don't. Bad enough we have to deal with those two." Paul ticks his head to the private bedroom suite meaning Nate and Julia.  Trisha lets out a sigh and I just shrug my shoulders.

 I shrug my shoulders but then think about that for a moment.  Me and Lindsay kinda use each other a little when we have an itch that needs to be scratched.

 I'm pretty sure I'll die if I go a full year without sex. 

 And Julia is trying to do right by Nate. Which I applaud. Doesn't mean I'll stop flirting with her, that's for sure. In the end it should be James and Julia anyway.

"Oh God, you're thinking about something in that head of yours Gallo. Spill it." Trisha plops down on a recliner and I do the same. Ok, these leather recliners are really comfortable.

"You really don't want to know."

"No, we really don't." Paul answers for Trisha and she flips him off.

"James. You were plotting something."

I laugh and shake my head. "No, I was just thinking I could physically die if I don't have sex for a full year while we tour. Can I bring Lindsay on for my Booty Call?"

"Oh. My. God." Trisha wanted to know.....so I told her. 

"Please do." Paul smirks and closes his partition on us, making us laugh. We all know Lindsay is hot. She's like Trisha hot.

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*Trisha*

 This will be the first time we go on tour when Nate isn't MY booty call!! He was single the last time we toured, before Covid. I mean, I was on again off again with Dave but we weren't engaged yet. Nate is engaged. He has Julia. James is right. We may die if we go a whole year!