Until The End

"Thank you guys so much! Thank you to Jon, the crew, everyone who was able to make these shoes and this while your happen! We'll see you all soon! I love you all thank you!" I screamed into my microphone. We all began throwing out our towels, picks, water bottles. I even took the shirt off my back and threw it to the crowd.

Tonight had been one of the best shows of my entire life and I couldn't believe the tour was over. Now we'd have to get home, and write and record and be busy as fuck.

Aftet a a while I walked off stage and right into Coralie's skinny arms. She looked so beautiful in her breezy black and white, paisley pants and black tube top. Her hair was curly and her makeup was done just right.

"Your sweaty cutie pie." She giggled in my ear as I leaned into kiss her.

"It was good right?" I smiled.

"Perfect show, love." She said, brushing my hair back. I smiled, so happy it was over.

"Great, now we can party." I said, taking her hand and swinging it back and forth as we walked.

"Ah, I've got a headache. I might just watch." She shrugged.

"Oh." I frowned. We moved into the dressing room and I immediately collapsed on the couch. She sat next to me as I let my head roll back on the plush cusion. "We could just have a glass of wine, talk to some fans, and go to bed then?"

She nodded as the guys walked in, "Okay."

"So.." CC plopped down next to Corrie. "Ready to get fucked up?"

"I'm not feeling so well. Andy and I are going to have a glass of wine and head to bed." Coralie sighed, as I rested my head on her shoulder.

"Ugh you two are party poopers!" CC screamed.

"No we're-"

"PARTY POOPERS!" He yelled again. Coralie shook her head before tangling her fingers in my hair.

"I gotta take a shower." I sighed, standing up and walking to the bathroom. "Cor?" I questioned. She stood up and walked over to me. We went in the bathroom and I turned to lock the door.

She sat on the counter where the sinks were as I flipped the water on. The shower was open with no curtain so I just stripped down and stepped under the stream. All the paint and makeup washed off my body and to my feet.

Coralie was playing on her phone as I ran shampoo and conditioner through my black hair. I was only in the shower for about fifteen minutes and once I was done, I dried off and changed.

"Honey, is party on the bus?" Coralie asked me as I wiped off al the remaining makeup from my face."

"No. It's at some bar." I said.

"Okay, then I'll make us some dinner while you talk to everyone and we can have a nice last night." She smiled.

"Alright." I said, kissing her head. She jumped down from the counter and we walked out. We bid goodbye to everyone and ran down to the bus. Security cleared a path for us to walk to our bus and they were holding them back but I was going to talk while Coralie went back on the bus.

The last few times we went to talk to fans they were mean to Coralie. One girl spit in her face, saying she only needed me for money and that we didn't love each other.

I only wished people knew that I didn't have that much money and that we really were in love. I really just didn't want to take any chances with Coralie. I didn't want someone to turn her away.

I talked to the fans for about an hour. They all seemed to have a great time. Some girls tried to flirt with me but I shook them off knowing my finace was on the bus cooking me dinner.

I finallly got on the bus and collapsed on the couch. It was quiet except for Coralie making dinner. "How did it go?" She asked.

"Good." I shrugged, standing up and grabbing wine from the fridge. I poured two glasses and sat them on the table. Coralie came over with two plates of pasta and I smiled at her. We both sat down and began eating. "Mm, delicious babe." I said.

"Thanks." She grinned, taking my hand. I couldn't believe that this was my life.

Hopefully for the rest of my life Coralie would be there. To be the person I could lean on.

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