*Alex's POV*
"Alex! Alex I love you!"
"Marry me Alex! I won't walk out on you!"
"I LOVE YOU!"
"YOU'VE CHANGED MY LIFE ALEX!"
"BARAKARTH! WHERE'S JALEX?!"
"Alex can I get a picture?"
People were either screaming and calling out to me, or coming up and shyly asking, both as equally special and entertaining each time. These were the shows I loved for, the ones where we didn't sell meet and greets to the Hustlers, and get to hangout after the show, untimed and uncut. These were where the memories would happen and live on.
"I promise I will get to everyone, I have no where else to go tomorrow, just tour!" I called back as I hugged a crazed fan and was agreed with my everyone else screaming.
I was giving out hugs, getting kissed on the cheek, and taking pictures while I tried multitasking and signing things while I did, and I was doing a kick ass job I might as well add, when Zach ran up and practically knocked me over for my attention. "Alex!" He sighed and clamped his hand down on my shoulder.
"Ah! The ever so shy and infamous Zach base player Merrick!" I giggled and tried to get Zach in on the attention, trying to get a system going. We failed, of course, damn that shy man boy, and so we excused ourselves a second, apparently Zach was going to piss himself over what he had to tell me.
"Are you OK?" He whispered away.
"Yeah, I'm fine, why?" I swept away my 'Neapolitan' fringe and wrinkled my forehead. "You're not."
"Well I'm surprised you are considering Lisa's here."
"Lisa's here?" My mouth crumbled and my top lip quivered. "Why? When?" I was whispering now too.
"She was inside and came over while I was taking pictures and said Hey and that you invited her here and how she missed us and wanted to just come hangout or something along those lines. Why did you invite her?"
"Invite her? I haven't even talked to her since England! What do you mean, invite the girl who broke my heart and is now apparently following us like a crazy person?!"
"She's never done this before Alex, so you need to find her, and get this under control because if Jack finds her first.. We know how that's going to turn out. RIP Lisa." He sighed and stuffed his hands in his too small pockets.
"I'll find her, don't worry about it. I'm sure she's here for a real reason." I licked my lips and tried thinking hopefully.
We turned back to our awaiting fans and saw Rian out here too now, talking and being passed around like a game of Hot Potato. I guess if the shoe fits.. I smiled and nudged Zach, explaining how I saw it, and we both sniggered as we got closer and joined the large growing group.
Once over, people were slowly leaving and diminishing amongst us and we were still missing Jack. I got this weird gut feeling, and needed to find him to see if fans had attacked or lured him away with endless food from and Mexican fast food joint around.
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*Jack's POV*
"Get away ye monster! May the Kraken plunder to her death and never return!" I called out from the tour bus window, swinging around one of the plastic fast food knifes we'd saved. I was pretending it was long enough to stab at Lisa, who was standing outside the bus, arms crossed under her chest, and smirking up at me. "Back, back I say!" I took a few more fake jabs, making a scene with some of the fans walking by, but by the looks on their faces you could tell they didn't know whether to approach or not.
"Jack don't be such an Idiot. Come on, let me in, I just need to talk to Alex really quick." She was trying to talk to me like she would a child, and coax me to unlock the door so she could come in. Fat chance of that.
"Take me seriously woman!" I tossed the knife at her, only with my horrible skills, had it land at her feet, and pout at her below. "Alex doesn't want to see you!" Sticking out my pointy tongue at her, making me feel like Austin Carlile, I poked my head back in the bus and locked the window shut.
I sat in the leather seat that my knees had now left imprints in and looked out the window while I tried to get ahold of Alex on his cell. What's the point of having a phone if you're not going to answer it?? Groaning when I got his voicemail the third time, I got up and checked out the window again, no Lisa. I was suspicious, so I got up and walked to the back of the bus to check out the lounge windows.
A glow from one of the bunks caught my eye. I opened the curtain and saw Alex's phone, glowing up all my missed calls. That Faggot Ass.
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*Alex's POV*
"Hey Alex can I get a quick picture?" A girl that I'd recognized form the front of the show earlier, asked with her camera ready in hand and her cheeks tight in a smile.
"I-" I sighed and stopped in my tracks, looking around for more people to have hear her question and stampede over. "A quick one, sure. But I need to get back to the bus." I smiled apologetically and stood next to her, doing the ritual, arm around the shoulder and holding her close pose, while she held the camera up long ways for a 'selfie' shot.
She checked it on the playback screen and beamed up at me. "Thank you so much." She reached out, lacing her arms around me and squeezing me in a hug. I smiled down at her scrunched eyes and tight small features like a little girl seeing Santa Claus for the first time and thinking he's actually real.
"Yeah of course." I squeezed her in a quick hug once again and when I let go, she waved at me till I was out of sight from the buses.
I walked around the other band's buses, finding no one, and when I came back to ours, I saw a light on and tried opening the door. Locked? Why is it locked? I panicked some, trying to yank on it harder incase it was just stuck, but nope. Locked. I knocked on the door, and stopped when I felt something. Someone's in there. I started beating on the door harder, not sure if I should chance getting attention from yelling for whoever's in there, or just give up and wait it out.
"Lisa I told you!" The voice went from muffled to loud in point ten seconds. "Get away from the bus beast!" Jack poked his head out the window, scanning the ground until he felt he needed the lean out farther to see where the door is. "Alex?" Recognition registered instantly on his face and he smiled goofily. "Hey! I tried calling you, but oh wait.. Of course you wouldn't know that. YOU LEFT YOUR PHONE IN YOUR BUNK!" He slammed the window shut and I heard more noise in the bus getting closer.
"Hey Lex." That all too familiar voice exposed itself behind me, making me turn and stare like a dumbfounded fool.
It was then that Jack unlocked the bus door and opened it. He looked at me, and then followed my line of vision to Lisa standing there, smiling. "Ah! The Kraken!" He was using a fake German accent and slammed the door again, I heard him lock it and run from the door after.
"Hi." I turned towards Lisa, questions overflowing my mind. Why is she here? What's she want? Why would she follow us here? Is she crazy? Did she come for the show? A boyfriend? Something that makes sense?!
"How're you? You guys played an amazing show, as always." She grinned like a Cheshire cat.
"Thanks, so.. How're you?" I shuffled from foot to foot, and feeling a third presence, looked over and saw the ends of Jack's hair pressed against the window, watching us. I looked back a Lisa and in a nervous habit, ruffled the back of my fringe with one of my hands.
"I'm alright, have you seen Twitter?"
"No, why?"
"Fans have just gotten, worse I think. About the whole, you with Cameo thing. I just figured I'd come warn you? Kind of about it since I was nearby for my modeling job and heard you guys were playing."
See, easy explanation! I sighed and a small smile poked it's way on my mouth with relief flooding over me. "I can't control the world Lisa, as always, the easiest thing to do is ignore it if you can. Or bare with it when you see it. Just because you read it doesn't mean I has to be true."
"You act like I mean to say they're badmouthing me. No I'm talking abut you, and Cameo." Her voice had an edge to it.
"Alright, alright. Thank you for the warning." I nodded and took a step backwards towards the bus, but Lisa reached out and grabbed my arm, enfolding hers in mine and dragging me away. She locked my arm into place and I followed her as quickly as I could without trampling her, farther away from the bus, on the side of the venue where fans were walking back to their cars, the place clearing out finally.
"I also wanted to talk to you." She said, unlacing her arm from mine and turning towards me, standing a little to close for my liking. She was smirking and her dimple showed, which meant usually that she was excited about something and wanted to share. She reached down and took my hands in hers. My hands were clammy to the touch and I was waiting for her to call me out on it, but she didn't.
"O- OK, but is it necessary to hold my hands while you do?" I tried taking them back, but she held on tighter.
"Look, the real reason I came back here, even though my job was one of the main reasons, was you. I heard about how you and Cameo are faking your relationship and I knew it was because you felt something after you saw me in England. I know it won't be easy in the beginning, but I know we can work everything out because we have before." She looked up at me with hope in her eyes, her smile gone to be replaced with a face of wonder.
"Fake? What are you talking about Lisa? Cameo and I have been together and none of it has been fake. Where did you hear that at, Twitter?" I sighed and dropped my arms. "You can't believe everything you read. Plus, why would you think I felt something after seeing you? If you refer back to our fight, I told you how I HAD felt about you, and how I feel now. Nothing's changing, I'm sorry." I forcefully moved my hands from hers and walked away, not stopping or turning to glance back.