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Will love prevail?

Chapter 3: performance is key

Andy’s pov:
Our plan was floorless almost to appoint where it was like we had planned it for months. “Okay guys you ready we only have one shot so make it count” scar yells from the back of the plane earning a collected “yeah” from all of us.

First off the plane were Cc and Ashley they acted as if they had a personality check they acted as each other Cc even gave Ashley a piggyback collecting their bags they went and sat in the waiting limo. Next out were Jinxx and Jake they were completely different they were jumping around like five year olds to the complete surprise to the media. I was out next I walked down the plane stairs stopped at the bottom giving Cc his cue and right on cue Cc yells “you forgot something biersack well someone”, you could literally taste the confusion from the media. “fuck yeah” I said and ran back into the plane.
Seconds later I run back down the stairs of the plane carrying scar bridal style. The shocked looks from everyone In the crowd of reporters was hilarious. “do you wanna shock them even more” scar whispered in my ear as I set her on the ground at the bottom of the stairs then a collective look of confusion came over the crowd more flashes and clicks came from the pap’s as she did this. “What do you have im mind” I wisped “come to my car I will take you to were you’re going and then the media can speculate over us and why you left your brothers for a girl because it’s a very Ashley thing to do” she breathed in my ear sending shivers down my spine.

Scarlett’s pov:
We walked over to the guys hand in hand. Andy explained what the plan was whilst I hugged all of the guys and said good bye. Leaving Andy to say goodbye I packed my stuff in to the trunk and the media had a field day when they saw he wasn’t helping me. He noticed and jogged over slinging the last of the bags into the trunk. “do you want to give them a grand finale” Andy asked as he slipped his hands around my waist all I could do was nod my head as I slipped my arms around his neck which wasn’t a hard feet considering he’s only a few inches taller than me.

Pulling him closer to me i placed a small kiss on his lips, pulling me closer to him he deepened the kiss wolf whistles from the guys filled the air as well as camera flashes. Andy flipped the guys off and I giggled in to the kiss. Braking the kiss I pushed him playfully towards the front of the car. He got in to the passenger side whilst I got into the drivers and we left the aircraft hangar.

Going down the freeway towards the city Andy took my hand and with the other turned on the car stereo flicking through the stations until he found a music station he agreed with and suddenly a well know song came blasting through the speakers without realizing it me and Andy sang along to it well more like shouted the lyrics.

Don't wanna be an American idiot.
Don't want a nation under the new mania
and can you hear the sound of hysteria?
The subliminal minds fuck America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Well maybe I'm the faggot America.
I'm not a part of a redneck agenda.
Now everybody do the propaganda.
And sing along to the age of paranoia.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

Don't want to be an American idiot.
One nation controlled by the media.
Information age of hysteria.
It's calling out to idiot America.

Welcome to a new kind of tension.
All across the alienation.
Where everything isn't meant to be okay.
Television dreams of tomorrow.
We're not the ones who're meant to follow.
For that's enough to argue.

We had stopped shouting when we pulled up to the apartment complex that Andy lived in for around 6 months a year. I gasped as we pulled in “what’s wrong scar” Andy asked when I parked up “you live here” I asked shocked “yeah what’s wrong with it” Andy asked with concern in his voice. “what apartment number” I asked again still shocked “5B why what’s going on....scar “he asked in the same concerned tone “I i live in 5A” I said giggling “da hell scar you scared me then and what you live next door to me holy fuck but Blake and Charlie said nothing about a new roommate” he said trying to be serious but failing terribly and busting into a fit of uncontrollable laughter. “Well it true I live their look” I said composing myself passing him the lease papers and swinging my key around my finger.

Notes

sorry about the length couldn't decide were to go with this but I have now I think.
this is the best I could do in between English homework and shopping for my siblings Easter eggs yum chocolate.
anyway enjoy :)

Comments

@Ashleys_Bitch_138
cant have a story without some :)

Wow draammmaa! C;

@We'llBraveThisStorm thank you

OMG this is SOOOOO good!!!!!!

well as I love you guys that read this sooo much I decided to upload another new chapter today xx