together we will be unbroken

“Laci. Laci, it’s time for the show.” Ashley shakes my gently. I groan, and cover my face. “Come on Lace, you were dying to work earlier.” I sit up, and rub my eyes. “Good girl.” He says in a baby voice.

“Ashley, I may be a bitch, but I’m not a dog.” I tell him.

“Oh trust me I know.” He winks.

“I think you’re the dog in this relationship.” I smile sleepily. Ashley howls, and licks my neck. “Ashley!” I giggle. He pushes me backwards, and climbs on top of me.

“Oh baby, I’m an animal.” He grins, and starts nipping my neck. This is the best I’ve felt since last night. Ashley growls, and bites harder, sending shivers down my spine. He digs his nails into my back, and claws his way down to my jeans.

There’s a loud knock on the door, “Is she up yet?” John asks.

“Wow, looks like you’ve been cock blocked.” I smile.

“John, you always ruin my fun god damnit!” Ashley yells.

“Sorry Ash, but I think the venue manager would love to have that couch intact when we leave.”

I roll my eyes, and push Ashley off of me. “Let’s do this.” I smile at john.

“Sorry, i didn’t know you two were…”

“Oh no, we weren’t doing anything.” I grin.

“Then why are so so happy?”

“I’m not sure… But it doesn’t really matter i guess.” I shrug, and sit down at my perch.

“How ya doin’ Tummy?” Ronnie asks me.

“I’m great.” I smile, and I honestly mean it.

“Have a nice nap?”

“Oh I don’t think she got much sleep.” John teases.

“Oh my God John we didn’t do anything!” I laugh.

“Really Tum? Do you know how many diseases you could catch from that couch?” Ronnie scolds.

“Just get your ass on stage Radke.” I beam. He tousles my hair, and runs on stage. Dylan looks at me, and gives me the eyebrows. “Oh don’t you start too.” We laugh, and go back to our work.

After both sets, we clear the stage, and wait for the two bands. Once the last person goes past Ashley, I walk up to his side, and he pulls me to him. “What’s up Lace?” He lays his head on my side.

“I wanna play rock band.” I tell him.

“Why didn’t you just grab a guitar, and jump on stage with us?”

“Because it’s your concert, not mine.”

“You two are so cute.” I look up and see a girl with lime green hair standing on the other side of the table. I blush and look down.

“Thank you darlin.” Ashley smiles, and pulls me closer.

“Laci can I have your autograph?”

“Um.. Yeah sure.. Of course!” I say in a shocked manner. She hands me a Black veil brides poster. “You want me to sign that?”

“If you don’t mind.”

Ashley places a marker in my right hand. “I’m left handed Cowboy.” I smirk, and put the marker in the other hand.

“Huh, no wonder your hand jobs feel different.” I choke, and look down at his grinning face. The girl is giggling, and it’s really cute. I’m too stunned to respond. “Or maybe it’s because you're an immigrant…”

“Oh my God Ashley!” I laugh. I see Jake with his gopro pointed at us.

“Do ya do things differently in Ireland lass?” Ashley asks in a horrible scottish accent.

“That’s Scotish you asshole!!!” I whine. “Do you not care about my heritage?”

“Of course I do, I just can’t do your accent.” He kisses my hip, and I jump.

“Is someone ticklish?” CC smirks.

“No. No, not at all.” i sing.

“You’re about to get a great show.” Andy tells the girl.

Ashley lightly trails his fingertips down my spine, causing me to jump. “Jesus Christ Ash!” Ashley has that look on his face, that tells me something that I don’t want to happen is going to. Out of nowhere two hands tickle my sides, and I hit the floor. I look up to see Andy standing there beside Ashley. I crawl under the table to my escape, but I’m met by CC, and Jinnx.

“Hold her down!” CC yells. Jinxx holds my arms above my head, and CC tickles my stomach.

“Stop!” I laugh.

“What’s the matter Tum?” CC teases.

“Get. Off!” I say between laughs. Tears are streaming down my face right now, and I love it.

“Aw Tummy, why’re you crying?” CC smiles.

“Christian Coma did you just make my girl cry?” Ashley asks.

“No…” CC says innocently. Ashley tackles CC off of me, and they wrestle. I look up at Jinxx, and he lets go of my arms.

“You got a really good show.” I smile at the girl.

Her eyes are aglow, and her smile is taking up most of her face. “Are they always like this?” She asks, and points at the mass of wrestling boys on the ground.

“We’re normally worse.” Andy grins.

“You should see us when we’re all over tired.” I nod.

“And drunk.” Andy adds.

“And seeing John trying to contain them is just as entertaining as the shenanigans taking place.” I smile.

“You’re supposed to help him.” Andy states.

“Yeah, but it’s more fun to join in.” I smirk. “And besides, I’m the youngest one on the bus so I should be allowed to act stupid.”

“How old are you?” The girl asks.

“I’m nineteen.” I tell her.

“Oh really?” Her eyes are bugged out of her head. “I thought you were older than that! You seem it anyway.”

“How old do you think I am?” i ask.

“I don’t know like twenty-five.”

“Twenty-five?! You just took six years off of my life!” I put my hand over my heart, and look at her smiling face.

“Hey don’t touch me there!” Ashley yells.

“Oh that’s what that was?” CC asks.

“Did it feel funny cuz he’s right handed?” I smirk.

“No it felt just like it should.” Ashley laughs.

“Are you saying that I give crappy hand jobs?” I ask.

“No, you’re are just the way I like them.”

“But you just sa-”

“Shh… Shhh…” Ashley says.

“Did you just shush me?” Ghetto mode activated.

“Shit’s getting real.” Jake smiles over his go pro.

“What are you going to do about it?” Ashley smirks. An idea pops into my head, and I give him a devilish grin.

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