Keep It Secret

I could tell Jinxx was pissed. About two things, actually. The first was the kiss that didn't mean anything, the second was the red streaks in my hair. How I could tell, it was obvious. He ignored me the whole day, even when Ashley hauled me over his shoulder. But I've known Ashley since I was 8, so he didn't care. I pounded my fists against his back. "Any help here?" I asked to CC and Andy who were walking behind us. They just laughed and said "nope".
"I hate you guys."
"No you don't." I may not hate them, but I'll never say otherwise.
"Especially not Andy," CC teased.
"Shut up, Christian. How'd you even KNOW about...oh. Andy, I am going to fucking kill you."
"I know," he said. "I know, Ari." My face reddened. Using pocket picking skills I picked up when I was younger, I slowly took Ashley's phone out of his back pocket. Putting my finger to my lips, I handed it to Andy, electricity sparking through my hand with the contact. He winked, getting the message. I smiled, and gave Ashley one more hard hit to the back in a last-ditch attempt to get him to put me down. Finally, it worked. My ribcage hurt from being against his shoulder, but besides that I was fine. Since the boys had to set up and rehearse, I took that as my cue to distract myself with my phone and listen to Andy's voice. And of course the band, too...not just Andy...obviously.
A few hours later, some people started filing in, over half of them with VIP and Backstage passes. "Damn," I muttered. I thought I could get at least some alone time with Andy. Whatever. Two fingers jabbing either of my sides jolted me out of my thoughts. Dammit, Andy. I didn't turn around. He rested his head on top of mine. "Wait," I said, turning around and looking up at him. "What if they see us? Jinxx already suspects something, and—"
"The band is off doing who cares," he said. And the crowd? Whatever. I don't care who knows."
"You haven't heard me say this in person. I really do like you." I said.
"I really like you too." He said back, resting his forehead on mine.
"Don't mess up my hair."
"There she is." He kissed my cheek, turned around, and went back to prepping. My cheek tingled where his lips touched. Stop it, whore. My subconscious sneered. He's only playing you.
Fuck off. I responded. Yes, my subconscious can be a bitch sometimes. I went back to the tour bus, not knowing what else to do. CC, Jinxx, and Ashley all wanted to watch a movie, and I was indifferent, so we all watched Insidious. It was so lame, you have no idea. That killed a couple of hours. By then, it was showtime. They asked me for help doing their makeup, but by then I was out the door. Andy texted me.

Andy: Please help attack of fan girls

Me: Haha omw

He really was being attacked by fan girls. Mostly. The people with VIP passes bombarded the autographs table with shirts, CDs, and even someone's forehead. One girl, I'm guessing very popular in school, pointed at me and said, "Ew. Get out of here, loser."
"I'd rather she not, actually," Andy said, drawing the girl's attention. "She's Jinxx's little sister." All the people in the area gaped.
"Yeah," I said. "Whatever." The rest of the band walked up behind me. Ashley threw me over his shoulder again. "Dammit, Ash, I'm going to kill you if you don't put me down!" I smacked his back. He obliged. Showtime. "I'll stay backstage," I said. Nobody argued. They played some of my favorite songs, like "In The End", "Youth & Whiskey", and "Fallen Angels". They were just finishing Fallen Angels, when Andy jogged over to where I was standing, scooped me up bridal style, spun me around onto stage, and kissed me. It was a proper kiss this time—not just a peck on the cheek. We held it for a few seconds, crowd screaming, until Andy said to the crowd: "And this is my fallen angel: Ari." If the crowd could scream louder, they would. He kissed me again, and put me down. Oh hell, I thought. Jinxx is going to kill him. "Alright," Jinxx said. "That concludes the concert. We'll be signing autographs until 10. Have a good night, everyone!" He sounded happy, but I knew he was pissed. Totally worth it. 10 came and went, and we all went back to the tour bus. I went to shower, and got up to 13 cuts on my legs before hearing yelling. I turned off the water and listened. "Andy, what the hell was that?!" Jinxx yelled. Andy gave a smartass response, which only seemed to enrage Jinxx further. I couldn't stand to hear two guys I love fight. I pulled on my batman hoodie and hello kitty bottoms, and stormed out of the bathroom. "This is not Andy's fault, Jeremy! If it's anybody's fault, it's—"
"This isn't your fight, Ari." Jinxx said.
"It absolutely is! I know you're my brother, and I love you, but you can't keep me reined in like this! I'm living my own life, controlling
my own life! You can't control me, Jinxx!" I stormed off to the bunks and slammed the door. Not caring anymore, I grabbed my spare blade and cut 17 times on my legs. That's when the tears came. Hugging my pillow, I sobbed and sobbed. I didn't notice Andy carefully come in, or sit at the edge of my bunk. I did, however, notice his warm hand on my back, and I noticed myself sitting up to hug him and cry into his shoulder. He just held my head and stroked my back. "Jinxx and I talked," he finally whispered. "You had some good points, and he backed off."
"So you mean..." I trailed off.
"We can be together. Arianna, will you—"
"Yes! Of course I'll date you! Took you long enough." I laced my fingers behind his neck and kissed him.

Notes

Yay! Another chapter done!! I'm enjoying this story, how about you? Stay strong, Killjoy Kittens, the next chapter's coming soon.

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~Please_Kill_Me