We Can Make Something Beautiful

“You know what I just realized? We’ve been so caught up with BVB that we haven’t once met with another band on this stupid tour. I mean, we’ve been here almost two weeks and still, we haven’t even met Sleeping With Sirens. What the hell is up with that?”

I was straightening Acid’s hair for the after-tour party when this hit me. She looked at me in the reflection of the mirror and just shrugged, not knowing what to say. She knew I was right, too. We haven’t met any of the other bands since we were on tour, and we’ve been here for a pretty long time.

“Maybe we’ll get to meet all the bands tonight. Just try not to get too wasted,” Acid said, poking my stomach as I moved to a different section of her hair. I ran the iron through her thick red hair and finally put the straightener down.

“Are you guys ready? Jon has been yelling for the past 20 minutes to get everyone of out the bus.” Jake’s head popped through the bathroom door and we nodded. With another final swipe of mascara, I looked myself over in the mirror. Outfit? Glad you asked: All Time Low t-shirt (blue), skinny jeans (gray/American Flag), Converse high tops (black), and my BVB Army bracelet.

I walked off the bus to find a rather large building with a banner hanging from the top floor. It said “Congrats Warped Tour 2012!” I smiled when I saw the colorful banner and I heard music blaring from inside the building. I pulled out my phone and texted Andy. I didn’t see him or the rest of the band anywhere in front of the venue and I figured they were inside.

Me: Where are you guys? Been looking everywhere :P
Andy: Inside. Where u at?
Me: Where inside? I’ll find you. I’m still by the bus
Andy: How bout a little hide n seek? Meet u in here :P Btw, shouldn’t be hard to find us, you know what we look like

I locked my phone and rolled my eyes. Now I have to find this geek. I met up with Acid at the door and told her my dilemma.

“He seriously wants you to find him? In this crowd?” She nodded towards the hundreds of people bouncing up and down to the techno music coming from the speakers. We entered the building and had to scream above the music to hear each other.

“Let the games begin,” I said to myself.

Acid went out on her own, looking for PTV and SWS. The venue was amazing, there was a bar, a stage, a DJ, your typical party stuff.

After a couple of minutes of useless searching, I remembered what Andy had told me. They were dressed up in their stage attire, big hair and all. That was my clue, and since Andy was over 6ft tall, it shouldn’t be very hard to find him. I looked above the crowd and started looking for hair that was teased to the ceiling.

Three minutes into my search, I found him, talking to, what looked like, the members from Of Mice & Men. I texted him as soon as I saw him.

Me: Found you :P Now it’s time for you to find me
Andy: Game on, sexy :P I’m ready 4 this

I pushed my way passed the forming mosh pits and snuck up behind Andy. I saw Austin Carlile, and our eyes met. I put my finger up to my lips and winked, earning a smile and a wink in response. God, he was just as sexy as Andy was. I lined my hands up with Andy’s ribs and began to mercilessly tickle him.

He jumped up and Austin started laughing really hard, and he almost spilled his drink.

“What the hell Des?!”

“I am the master at hide and seek, okay? Don’t mess with me.”

Andy sat down and pulled me into his lap, introducing me to Austin.

“Carlile, this is my girlfriend, Blade, I call her Des, and Des, this is Austin, as I’m sure you already know.” I smiled and shook his hand and he winked again, making me giggle.

“Nice to meet you Blade. Interesting name, if I do say so myself.”

“Well, I’m an interesting person,” I said, and I gave him a playful smirk.

I felt Andy squeeze my hips, and he slightly shook his head. I realized that I was flirting with Austin (remind me later to FREAK THE FUCK OUT), and I toned down my friendliness.

All Time Low got up on stage, putting their instruments on. They were looking around, smiling at the cheers they got when they stepped on stage.

“So, I know we’re in Cali and everything, but, we’re gonna play a song for you guys. This is called “For Baltimore.” Alex started singing and the crowd was loving it. I mean, who wouldn’t, it’s Alex Gaskarth.

After the song, I saw Alex staring at my legs, and I realized that he noticed my pants. ATL got off stage and he slowly made his way over to where Andy, Austin and I were sitting.

“Hey man, I like those pants. We match.” He pointed to his pants and he wasn’t lying. “Mind if I get a picture?” He asked.

“Oh god no, go ahead, I would love to!” I stood up and snapped a picture with Alex on both our phones. I posted mine to Instagram, wanting to remember that for, like, ever.

Andy finally decided to stand and get a drink, asking if I wanted one.

“Get me a Jack, on the rocks please.”

“Dang, you take your alcohol seriously,” Austin said.

"I only want a shot or so, I’m not very well mannered when I’m drunk.” I smiled at him and he smirked. I laughed and Andy came back with my shot. I drank it, loving the familiar burn on my throat. I saw that there was “fruit punch” in a bowl, like at a school dance, and I dragged Andy and Austin over to the alcohol ridden punch. I poured myself a cup and offered to grab them a cup too, but both declined.

A new song came on, blaring through the speakers, and I recognized it as Super Bass by Nicki Minaj.

“OOOHHHHHH SHIT, THIS IS MY SONG!” I grabbed Andy’s hand and pulled him towards the dance floor. I left Austin behind, because I wanted to dance, and I’m pretty sure Andy wanted me to dance with HIM, not Austin.

I drank half of the punch before the first verse started, and I began to jump around with Andy. He laughed at how stupid I was being and stole kisses here and there. Of course, there was some dirty dancing going on, I’m not completely innocent after all, and I began to grind on Andy like an experienced stripper.

This night was going to be crazy.

Notes

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