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Chapter Two
Chapter Two.
ALEX’S POV
We finally came on stage and were greeted by loud cheers. It honoured me so much that people cared enough about our music to pay for our albums and come to our shows. It really was insane. I mean, people spending tons of money based off of you. It was the biggest honour a human could have, I think.
“Hey guys, let’s kick this show off with a cool song. For anyone that doesn’t know, I’m Alex, that’s Zack, the drummer back there is Rian with an I, and this dickhead is-”
“You better fucking know my name.” Jack smirked. What a dick. No, Jack was awesome. He was my best friend. But I mean, he really was totally annoying.
“Jack, stop being an attention whore and let’s play a song.” The opening chords to Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don’t) started playing and the last thing I heard before I started to sing was a little girls voice saying: “Daisy, what the fuck is an attention whore?”
Two things raced through my mind. One is, why the fuck is a little kid at our show? I’m honored to have fans of all ages but our shows got mildly explicit. But the real one is why is this little kid so comfortable saying fuck? Like I only started cursing in 6th grade. Which was pretty young. There is no way that girl is in the 6th grade or 6th Year here in England.
During the song, I had the compulsive urge to look down, to try and see the little girl. She was dressed up all punky and it was obvious she was about seven. But the girl singing and dancing alongside her caught my attention even more. She didn’t look human. She looked a bit like an anime doll with big bright blue eyes and cherry red hair. She was also a little on the thin side.
I wanted them up on stage. I wanted to meet the kid and the girl.
The song ended and I started speaking.
“I know all of our fans come in all shapes and sizes, all origins, all religions, and all ages. But this is the first time I’ve seen a little kid up front at the show.” Both the girls looked up at me, the young one pointed at herself in confusion. “Yeah, you. The one with the red sweater and her mother or something with the red hair. Want to come up on stage, say a little hello?” She smiled and the girls both laughed before being escorted by security onto the stage.
“So what are your names?” Jack asked them.
“I’m Cara and this is my sister Daisy.” The little girl said to me. Her older sister (Daisy?) looked scared shitless.
“So Cara, you’re pretty young to be at an All Time Low show! I mean it’s great to have you here and all but are you sure you’re old enough.” I said to her. Cara roller her eyes at me. Damn cocky little girl.
“She-she’s quite grown up. She adores you guys as a band and it was a gift from one of my best friends, I couldn’t say no.” Daisy answered. She seemed a lot less outgoing than her little sister.
I smiled at Daisy. She smirked back.
“Well it’s always nice to know there are tons of interesting fans at the show. Thanks so much. Hopefully see you another time.” I kissed Daisy on the cheek and she blushed a bit. She tried to usher Cara off the stage but Cara was entertaining Jack. “She can stay for a little bit, yeah?” I asked Daisy. She smiled and nodded.
“Of course. I’ll see you later maybe?” She suggested. I nodded enthusiastically and she was escorted off of the stage by Zack. Cara was playing with Jack.
“Oh my god Alex this is the best show ever!” Screamed Jack while he picked up Cara and put her on his shoulders. “Let’s play a song.” Jack started strumming Weightless with Cara on his shoulders and they played like that. I sang, trying my absolute best to keep in eye contact with Daisy. It was hard. She was dancing around I wanted to try and make eye contact with all the fans because it was so amazing they could all even be here now.
Cara stayed on for practically the whole show. Jack found a new best friend, more in his age group. Jokes. But they do get along shockingly well. Not that surprising though. By the end of the show, Cara did fall asleep and Daisy came to collect her.
The show ended and I watched Daisy and Cara leave sort of from the changing room. Weird. I seemed like such a fucking stalker but there was something about Daisy. Something that intrigued me.
I wanted to go to a bar. That meant I wanted to get drunk but I wasn’t game for the whole club scene and no one is having a house party since we are not in Baltimore or L.A. or wherever we know people.
“Jack want to go to a bar?” I whined.
“Yeah, Ri, Zack, want to come?” Rian signaled for us to go away because he was skyping his girlfriend Cassadee. Zack nodded and we googled a cool bar near us and we just walked right to it.
I sat at the bar and ordered a drink. Zack took a coke. Said he was trying to drink a bit less. Bullshit. He’ll be drunk as fuck in an hour. Jack, however, was already drunk as fuck and was flirting with the bartender who happened to be a dude. Not like Jack knew the difference or cared. Maybe he played for that team. Good for him. I was straight and could not get my mind off of that girl Daisy.
Weird. She seemed sort of out of herself. A little too perfect looking and maybe a little fucked up on the inside. Sad. She was a total babe though. Love the hair.
And I heard someone walk in. She had headphones on and was smoking a cigarette. She was also humming Bulletproof Love by Pierce The Veil in a cute voice. I turned to look at her. Of course it was Daisy.
“Daisy!” I called out. She snapped out of her daze and looked at me. She recognized me and looked moderately terrified. I signaled for her to come over towards me. Daisy did reluctantly and sat on the chair behind me. “Don’t be scared of me, Daze, I’m really not a bad guy.” Daze, why did that come out of my mouth. I sounded like such a creep.
“I-I’m sorry.” She smiled at me.
“No, I’m sorry for being a dick. Do you want a drink?”
“Yeah, whatever you’re having.” She said and I went to ask the bartender but I saw something that I wasn’t really surprised to see but it still shocked me. He was making out with Jack.
I heard a phone make an alert sound. It was Daisy’s and she looked down to read her texts.
“Alex?”
“Yeah?”
“Want to do me a favor?”
“Of course.”
“There’s this fucking house party at my cousin’s house. I don’t want to go alone.”
“Yeah. Jack’s sort of busy and Zack is playing pool upstairs. Let’s go.” I took her hand and we walked out.
We got a taxi and went to her cousin’s house. I heard Black Veil Brides playing and I seemed pretty stoked.
“Don’t be scared of my cousin, kay? He looks a little freaky but he’s a cool guy. Oh and these parties can get pretty crazy. So at that, let’s have some fun.” And we went up to the door and rang the doorbell.
Someone answered the door who reeked of alcohol and was wearing a Jack Skellington halloween mask. What kind of parties was Daisy going to?
“DAISY!” He screamed. I winced. “Come on in girl! Jace is inside. And who is this? Has our little Daisy got herself a famous boyfriend?” So he knew All Time Low, he couldn’t be that bad.
“Fuck you Evan. This is Alex. He’s my friend.” Daisy said jokingly. So Evan wasn’t a bad guy.
“Sure...” He said, seeming unsure. Did we really look like a couple? I guess so. Daisy was almost my height which was a bit weird but I mean she was pretty much perfect. It would be nice to have her as my girlfriend.
Evan lead us inside, to a circle where everyone had black hair and was wearing all black with black makeup.
“Daisy darling!” Said a guy in the middle of the circle. “Hey dude, I’m Jace, Daisy’s cousin. Don’t fuck with my little cousin, yeah?” He said.
“Jace, Alex is a good guy.” Daisy said. How would she know? I mean we JUST met.
“I’ll try.” I said and winked. Daisy rolled her eyes.
“Nice dude. Come sit down man. Have a drink!” We joined the circle, looking like outcasts with our not black hair and not insane amounts of eyeliner. This better be fun...
ALEX’S POV
We finally came on stage and were greeted by loud cheers. It honoured me so much that people cared enough about our music to pay for our albums and come to our shows. It really was insane. I mean, people spending tons of money based off of you. It was the biggest honour a human could have, I think.
“Hey guys, let’s kick this show off with a cool song. For anyone that doesn’t know, I’m Alex, that’s Zack, the drummer back there is Rian with an I, and this dickhead is-”
“You better fucking know my name.” Jack smirked. What a dick. No, Jack was awesome. He was my best friend. But I mean, he really was totally annoying.
“Jack, stop being an attention whore and let’s play a song.” The opening chords to Damned If I Do Ya (Damned If I Don’t) started playing and the last thing I heard before I started to sing was a little girls voice saying: “Daisy, what the fuck is an attention whore?”
Two things raced through my mind. One is, why the fuck is a little kid at our show? I’m honored to have fans of all ages but our shows got mildly explicit. But the real one is why is this little kid so comfortable saying fuck? Like I only started cursing in 6th grade. Which was pretty young. There is no way that girl is in the 6th grade or 6th Year here in England.
During the song, I had the compulsive urge to look down, to try and see the little girl. She was dressed up all punky and it was obvious she was about seven. But the girl singing and dancing alongside her caught my attention even more. She didn’t look human. She looked a bit like an anime doll with big bright blue eyes and cherry red hair. She was also a little on the thin side.
I wanted them up on stage. I wanted to meet the kid and the girl.
The song ended and I started speaking.
“I know all of our fans come in all shapes and sizes, all origins, all religions, and all ages. But this is the first time I’ve seen a little kid up front at the show.” Both the girls looked up at me, the young one pointed at herself in confusion. “Yeah, you. The one with the red sweater and her mother or something with the red hair. Want to come up on stage, say a little hello?” She smiled and the girls both laughed before being escorted by security onto the stage.
“So what are your names?” Jack asked them.
“I’m Cara and this is my sister Daisy.” The little girl said to me. Her older sister (Daisy?) looked scared shitless.
“So Cara, you’re pretty young to be at an All Time Low show! I mean it’s great to have you here and all but are you sure you’re old enough.” I said to her. Cara roller her eyes at me. Damn cocky little girl.
“She-she’s quite grown up. She adores you guys as a band and it was a gift from one of my best friends, I couldn’t say no.” Daisy answered. She seemed a lot less outgoing than her little sister.
I smiled at Daisy. She smirked back.
“Well it’s always nice to know there are tons of interesting fans at the show. Thanks so much. Hopefully see you another time.” I kissed Daisy on the cheek and she blushed a bit. She tried to usher Cara off the stage but Cara was entertaining Jack. “She can stay for a little bit, yeah?” I asked Daisy. She smiled and nodded.
“Of course. I’ll see you later maybe?” She suggested. I nodded enthusiastically and she was escorted off of the stage by Zack. Cara was playing with Jack.
“Oh my god Alex this is the best show ever!” Screamed Jack while he picked up Cara and put her on his shoulders. “Let’s play a song.” Jack started strumming Weightless with Cara on his shoulders and they played like that. I sang, trying my absolute best to keep in eye contact with Daisy. It was hard. She was dancing around I wanted to try and make eye contact with all the fans because it was so amazing they could all even be here now.
Cara stayed on for practically the whole show. Jack found a new best friend, more in his age group. Jokes. But they do get along shockingly well. Not that surprising though. By the end of the show, Cara did fall asleep and Daisy came to collect her.
The show ended and I watched Daisy and Cara leave sort of from the changing room. Weird. I seemed like such a fucking stalker but there was something about Daisy. Something that intrigued me.
I wanted to go to a bar. That meant I wanted to get drunk but I wasn’t game for the whole club scene and no one is having a house party since we are not in Baltimore or L.A. or wherever we know people.
“Jack want to go to a bar?” I whined.
“Yeah, Ri, Zack, want to come?” Rian signaled for us to go away because he was skyping his girlfriend Cassadee. Zack nodded and we googled a cool bar near us and we just walked right to it.
I sat at the bar and ordered a drink. Zack took a coke. Said he was trying to drink a bit less. Bullshit. He’ll be drunk as fuck in an hour. Jack, however, was already drunk as fuck and was flirting with the bartender who happened to be a dude. Not like Jack knew the difference or cared. Maybe he played for that team. Good for him. I was straight and could not get my mind off of that girl Daisy.
Weird. She seemed sort of out of herself. A little too perfect looking and maybe a little fucked up on the inside. Sad. She was a total babe though. Love the hair.
And I heard someone walk in. She had headphones on and was smoking a cigarette. She was also humming Bulletproof Love by Pierce The Veil in a cute voice. I turned to look at her. Of course it was Daisy.
“Daisy!” I called out. She snapped out of her daze and looked at me. She recognized me and looked moderately terrified. I signaled for her to come over towards me. Daisy did reluctantly and sat on the chair behind me. “Don’t be scared of me, Daze, I’m really not a bad guy.” Daze, why did that come out of my mouth. I sounded like such a creep.
“I-I’m sorry.” She smiled at me.
“No, I’m sorry for being a dick. Do you want a drink?”
“Yeah, whatever you’re having.” She said and I went to ask the bartender but I saw something that I wasn’t really surprised to see but it still shocked me. He was making out with Jack.
I heard a phone make an alert sound. It was Daisy’s and she looked down to read her texts.
“Alex?”
“Yeah?”
“Want to do me a favor?”
“Of course.”
“There’s this fucking house party at my cousin’s house. I don’t want to go alone.”
“Yeah. Jack’s sort of busy and Zack is playing pool upstairs. Let’s go.” I took her hand and we walked out.
We got a taxi and went to her cousin’s house. I heard Black Veil Brides playing and I seemed pretty stoked.
“Don’t be scared of my cousin, kay? He looks a little freaky but he’s a cool guy. Oh and these parties can get pretty crazy. So at that, let’s have some fun.” And we went up to the door and rang the doorbell.
Someone answered the door who reeked of alcohol and was wearing a Jack Skellington halloween mask. What kind of parties was Daisy going to?
“DAISY!” He screamed. I winced. “Come on in girl! Jace is inside. And who is this? Has our little Daisy got herself a famous boyfriend?” So he knew All Time Low, he couldn’t be that bad.
“Fuck you Evan. This is Alex. He’s my friend.” Daisy said jokingly. So Evan wasn’t a bad guy.
“Sure...” He said, seeming unsure. Did we really look like a couple? I guess so. Daisy was almost my height which was a bit weird but I mean she was pretty much perfect. It would be nice to have her as my girlfriend.
Evan lead us inside, to a circle where everyone had black hair and was wearing all black with black makeup.
“Daisy darling!” Said a guy in the middle of the circle. “Hey dude, I’m Jace, Daisy’s cousin. Don’t fuck with my little cousin, yeah?” He said.
“Jace, Alex is a good guy.” Daisy said. How would she know? I mean we JUST met.
“I’ll try.” I said and winked. Daisy rolled her eyes.
“Nice dude. Come sit down man. Have a drink!” We joined the circle, looking like outcasts with our not black hair and not insane amounts of eyeliner. This better be fun...
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10/18/13