Hello, December
12/2/12
AN: just wanna go ahead and say thanks to all the viewers who left comments and votes (didn't guess that I would have gotten a rating of 10; so thanks a million for that). Also wanna thank those who gave me advice about whether if this should be a twitter or text story; text won. So here's the second chapter, hope everyone enjoys.
"Just wanna say THANK YOU SEXY MOTHERCOCKERS FOR AN AWESOME SHOW AND HOPE YOU ALL DON'T GET TOO DRUNK TONIGHT. We out!" Jack screamed into his microphone with a Cheshire Cat smile and waved to the packed stadium of 10,000 fans that night.
"Jack, I don't think you needed to have screamed that into the microphone; everyone could've heard you perfectly if you just spoke it instead." Rian said into his microphone behind his drum set as he used a piece of the bottom part to his shirt to wipe off the sweat from his face (he thought the blaring lights were a bit too much, but hey...Jeff was head of lights so maybe he could talk to him about it after they went backstage and rested a bit before the quick meet and greet for some of their fans).
"Oi, leave my boyfriend alone, Mr. Potato Head. He can scream anything he wants so long as it's in our bedroom. Right Pumpkin?" Alex said, in his British accent, into the microphone as he stood beside Jack with his right arm wrapped around Jack's waist and his head resting on Jack's left shoulder. Alex's tongue was sticking out towards Rian who just glared back as he also stuck his out as well.
"Aw, thanks for defending me baby. I knew there was a reason I liked you more than the rest." Jack said giving Alex an eskimo kiss and sticking his tongue at Rian as well.
While Alex, Jack, and Rian continued arguing (now having moved onto which dick joke was better) Zack had continued to remain on his side of the stage and just shaked his head at how immature his bandmates were. During this entire time; Matthew, their tour manager, had walked out before things esclated more than they already had and asked Zack if he could borrow his microphone.
"Okay, now before I have to identify some bodies in a random morgue; howsa bout we finally end this dang concert before it ends up where everyone stays until it's like 4 in the morning. So to end things on a positive note: Thanks for coming everyone and hope you enjoyed the concert. I'm sure that once the boys get cleaned up, they won't be able to sit still until they get to see some of you at the meet and greet. Goodnight and Long Live the reckless and the brave." Matt said into the mike before handing it back to Zack and heading towards where the venue had housed the boys for that night to get some of the small stuff ready for them.
We all waved goodbye and headed towards the backstage. As soon as we were all out of eyesight from the fans; Alex, Rian, and Zack each grabbed their phones from their pockets (all our phones were on vibrate) to check their social networks or whatever else they thought needed look at. I didn't aspect to feel my phone vibrate in my pockets seeing as I didn't have anyone that could text me anymore.
However, I didn't aspect it to do exactly that. I took it out as it continued to buzz letting me know that I had a new text message. I opened it up thinking it might have been one of the crews being lazy instead of actually coming to find me or either my parents, sister, or brother.
What I found though was something that was completely neither one of those...
"So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
`sent by: Lyric Queen"
I didn't know who this girl was or how she even knew my phone number, but somehow this one text made me realize that the depression (okay, so not major depression; just more along heartbreak) I was holding on to was completely pointless. I did the only thing that I could think of and texted her back; all the while thanking that my caller id would show up with a completely random and extremely confusing name (which was Bassam Kendall which was a longer story that was between me and Evan; it however started out as a joke we made on twitter because we had both created a Barakat and Kirkendall fanpage and posed as two huge fan girls for well...us. None of our fans have yet to figure it out and thankfully never will).
"I don't know who you are, but this actually helped me a little bit. So thanks a ton Miss. Queen.
`sent by: BK
"Just wanna say THANK YOU SEXY MOTHERCOCKERS FOR AN AWESOME SHOW AND HOPE YOU ALL DON'T GET TOO DRUNK TONIGHT. We out!" Jack screamed into his microphone with a Cheshire Cat smile and waved to the packed stadium of 10,000 fans that night.
"Jack, I don't think you needed to have screamed that into the microphone; everyone could've heard you perfectly if you just spoke it instead." Rian said into his microphone behind his drum set as he used a piece of the bottom part to his shirt to wipe off the sweat from his face (he thought the blaring lights were a bit too much, but hey...Jeff was head of lights so maybe he could talk to him about it after they went backstage and rested a bit before the quick meet and greet for some of their fans).
"Oi, leave my boyfriend alone, Mr. Potato Head. He can scream anything he wants so long as it's in our bedroom. Right Pumpkin?" Alex said, in his British accent, into the microphone as he stood beside Jack with his right arm wrapped around Jack's waist and his head resting on Jack's left shoulder. Alex's tongue was sticking out towards Rian who just glared back as he also stuck his out as well.
"Aw, thanks for defending me baby. I knew there was a reason I liked you more than the rest." Jack said giving Alex an eskimo kiss and sticking his tongue at Rian as well.
While Alex, Jack, and Rian continued arguing (now having moved onto which dick joke was better) Zack had continued to remain on his side of the stage and just shaked his head at how immature his bandmates were. During this entire time; Matthew, their tour manager, had walked out before things esclated more than they already had and asked Zack if he could borrow his microphone.
"Okay, now before I have to identify some bodies in a random morgue; howsa bout we finally end this dang concert before it ends up where everyone stays until it's like 4 in the morning. So to end things on a positive note: Thanks for coming everyone and hope you enjoyed the concert. I'm sure that once the boys get cleaned up, they won't be able to sit still until they get to see some of you at the meet and greet. Goodnight and Long Live the reckless and the brave." Matt said into the mike before handing it back to Zack and heading towards where the venue had housed the boys for that night to get some of the small stuff ready for them.
We all waved goodbye and headed towards the backstage. As soon as we were all out of eyesight from the fans; Alex, Rian, and Zack each grabbed their phones from their pockets (all our phones were on vibrate) to check their social networks or whatever else they thought needed look at. I didn't aspect to feel my phone vibrate in my pockets seeing as I didn't have anyone that could text me anymore.
However, I didn't aspect it to do exactly that. I took it out as it continued to buzz letting me know that I had a new text message. I opened it up thinking it might have been one of the crews being lazy instead of actually coming to find me or either my parents, sister, or brother.
What I found though was something that was completely neither one of those...
"So stand in the rain
Stand your ground
Stand up when it's all crashing down
You stand through the pain
You won't drown
And one day, whats lost can be found
You stand in the rain
`sent by: Lyric Queen"
I didn't know who this girl was or how she even knew my phone number, but somehow this one text made me realize that the depression (okay, so not major depression; just more along heartbreak) I was holding on to was completely pointless. I did the only thing that I could think of and texted her back; all the while thanking that my caller id would show up with a completely random and extremely confusing name (which was Bassam Kendall which was a longer story that was between me and Evan; it however started out as a joke we made on twitter because we had both created a Barakat and Kirkendall fanpage and posed as two huge fan girls for well...us. None of our fans have yet to figure it out and thankfully never will).
"I don't know who you are, but this actually helped me a little bit. So thanks a ton Miss. Queen.
`sent by: BK
Just found this story... I really like what you have posted. I know it's been a really long time since you've updated, but if you do again ( and I hope you do) I'll be here to read it!
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