OOPS

Chapter 18

"Please don't tell me you have to go," I pouted as he hung up the phone.

He had stayed at my house for a week, I clearly was attached. "I do," he sighed. 

I knew I should've expected the worst. "It's the Wherever We May Roam Tour. It's basically our Black Album tour. You've listened to it, right?"

"Yes, I've listened to it. Multiple times."

"What do you think of it?"

"I think it's great. You all have come a long ways. It sounds powerful."

A grin covered his face. "Good. I needed to make sure."

"Why?"

"So you'd actually want to come with me."

He wanted me to go on tour with him?! I was speechless. "You want me to go on tour? With you?"

"Yes, I mean, if you want to..."

What kind of a question was that? "Yes, of course! I'd love to!"

"Good, because we leave for Oakland tomorrow."

Whoa, that's a little last-minute. He must of been nervous to ask me.

My stomach filled with butterflies. "Oh my God, Lars, I've got to pack!"

He laughed at my excitement. "Ok, sweetheart, get on it!"

I ran off, trying to think of everything I'd need. This was going to be a new experience.