Chapter 3

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Kellin's POV

We were heading off stage, we just finished our show and it was awesome as always. I definitely love performing, it's something always cheers me up.

Walking backstage I could see the guys of Pierce The Veil getting ready to go on stage and man to say Vic looked hot would be an understatement.

"Great show man." Tony said patting my shoulder with everyone nodding in agreement as soon as I was standing next to them.

"Thank you. I'm sure your show will be as great as ours." I said.

"No doubt, there's a bunch of people out there." Jaime said enthusiastically.

"Pierce The Veil, you're up." A girl said.

"Alright, let's do this!" Vic said to the guys and they all headed to the stage.

"Good luck guys!" I shouted to them before they were up. Vic turned and smiled at me, that beautiful smile of his. Man, I got it bad.

I was still backstage watching their set when the same girl of before came to me handing me a mic.

"You're up in five minutes." She said with a small smile and turned back to do whatever is that she does. I totally forgot I was going to perform King For A Day tonight. I just hope I don't forget my lines up there.

"Alright guys, this is our last song of the night and we need to bring someone up here to help us." Vic said to the crowd. "You know my boy Kellin, right?"

The crowd went wild as soon as Vic said that. This is my cue to go up stage and I can tell they already know what's the next song.

"I take that as a yes. Come on up here Kellin." I walked on stage making my way next to Vic.

"Do you think they're ready for this shit Vic?" I asked resting my arm on his shoulder.

"I don't know, but let's find out!" He cheered.

"Let's do this!" I said enthusiastically.

"This is King For A Day!" Vic said and the crowd went crazy once again as the beginning of the song started playing.

Dare me jump off of this Jersey bridge

I bet you never had a Friday night like this

Keep it up, keep it up, let's raise our hands

I take a look up at the sky and I see red

Red for the cancer, red for the wealthy

Red for the drink that's mixed with suicide

Everything red

Please won't you push me for the last time

Let's scream until there's nothing left

So sick of playing I don't want this anymore

The thought of you's no fucking fun

You want a martyr, I'll be one

Because enough's enough, we're done

You told me think about it, well I did

Now I don't wanna feel a thing anymore

I'm tired of begging for the things that I want

I'm over sleeping like a dog on the floor

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