A Perfect Disaster

Erin’s POV
“Hey Rian, what do you think about playing ‘The Irony Of Choking On A Lifesaver’ on the upcoming tour? I just realized we never have.”
“Yeah man, that sounds good. We’d have to work out some stuff, I haven’t played that song since recording, but sure. I think it wouldn’t be too hard to pick up.”
I was standing in the middle of the studio, about 10 or so minutes earlier than I needed to be, listening to Alex Gaskarth and Rian Dawson talk about their upcoming tour. If they were going on tour soon, that means I’d have to start my job soon. Great. It had been years since I had seen the both of them, well in person anyway, and my heart was pounding. Plus, my hands felt clammy, and my knees felt so weak that I could fall out right then and there. I gulped, telling myself that if I didn’t get this over with now, that it’d never get done. I straightened out my hair, rung out my hands, and smoothed my blouse. I usually didn’t dress up, but I figured today I should. I was wearing black skinny jeans, a lace peplum shirt, and my lace toms. I never wore heels, that was far too girly for me. I never really liked caring purses either. Whatever I needed could fit in my back pocket. However if it was my time of the month, I’d carry around something to put my shit in. But this was the farthest I’d go in dressing up. Luckily for my field of work, I never really have to dress up anyway. But today, I wanted to look “professional.” Didn’t I mention that already? Hmph, well it seems my internal thoughts kinda connected into a loop, if that makes sense. I shook myself as I stepped forward, turning the corner so I would be face to face with the boys.
I guess I walked in quietly, because none of them seemed to notice me. Alex was looking at his phone, Rian was drumming his fingers on a coffee table in front of him, and Zack was just sleeping.
I cleared my throat, announcing a small ‘hi’, hoping to get their attention. Alex smiled before he even looked up, but as soon as his eyes met mine, they widened. His smile faded, his lips turning into a straight line.
“Er-erin? Is that you?” He stuttered, his eyes scanning me up down. I guess he was taking in how much I changed. I wasn’t the same spunky little Erin I was four years ago. I mean I’m still very small, but that’s not the point. My hair was darker now, and I don’t straighten it like I used to. Plus, I didn’t look like a 17 year old baby anymore. I actually looked my age for once in my life. So it was expected for the boys to look at me differently than they used to. I wonder how’d they react to my tattoo, if they could see it.
“Yeah, hey Alex.” I mumbled in response, looking down at the red carpeted floor. I wiggled my toes in my shoes, then began to lean from side to side. I then heard Alex get up and walk toward me, and he engulfed me in a huge hug. I wrapped my arms around his neck, snuggling my head into his chest. He still smelled the same. Even better, possibly.
“I-I’m sorry, that was rude.” He said softly in my hair, still not letting go of me.
“It’s okay, I expected that.” Honestly, I did. And I wasn’t upset by it either. He finally let go of me, stepping back so he could get a look at me again. I gave him a small smile as I placed my hands behind me. He returned with his famous lopsided smile, then he rubbed the back of his neck.
“So, how have you been?” He questioned, looking me right in the eyes.
“I’ve been alright, you?”
“Yeah, me too.” He smiled again, then moved to the side of me. Rian was simply staring, not saying anything, just staring. I spoke up to bring him out of his trance.
“Hi Rian.” I waved at him, as he shook himself and blinked repeatedly. I giggled, because it was adorable.
“He-hey Erin.” He then got up and walked toward me, hugging me just like Alex had done.
“Its just, wow. You’ve changed so much.” He laughed, grinning widely. His teeth were beaming white, god he always had a perfect smile. And I was always jealous.
“Yeah, well I finally matured! I don’t look 17 anymore.” I giggled, glancing back down to my shoes. I peeked over at Zack, who was still sleeping, and laughed. He looked so cute, like a little puppy. I looked back at Alex and Rian, who were now standing side by side before me.
“Uh, Jack’s not here yet. He’s running late.” Rian said quietly as he tapped his feet to the floor.
“I figured that much.” I sighed out, smiling weakly.
“Are you, are you ready to see him, Erin?” Alex asked softly, his brown eyes meeting my blue ones.
“To be honest with you Alex, no.” I mumbled, shifting my weight back and forth on my feet. “But I mean I need a job, you guys need a tour manager, so let’s put the past behind us, yeah?”
“Sure.” Alex replied, his smile somewhat returning to his face.
“I’m going to get a drink, do you guys want anything?” Rian asked, as he began to walk backwards. Alex and I both said no, and stood next to each other in silence. After a while, we began to carry on small talk, but the thought of seeing Jack was all I was thinking about. I mean I saw him the other day, but that was just in public. Today I’d be seeing him for real. I knew I wasn’t ready. Part of me just wanted to jump up, run out of those double doors, and move far away from here. But I couldn’t. The boys needed me. Their tour starts in about 3 weeks, and they’d never find another manager in such short notice. So I stood there, tapping my foot impatiently on the floor, waiting for my doom.
Alex and I were talking about their new music, and how the band’s sound has changed, when we heard the doors open. He gulped, ceasing to talk. I inhaled sharply. Here it is, the moment we’ve all been waiting for. I heard his big footsteps as he walked toward us.
“Hey guys I’m he-” He began to yell out as he turned the corner, but immediately stopping when his eyes locked with mine. At first he had a look of shock, his mouth open, his eyes wide, then he settled into a look of reassurance, as if he was telling himself that I was real, and that he wasn’t dreaming.
“E-Erin?” He stuttered, blinking repeatedly. Why were they all doing that?
“Hi, Jack.” I whispered, looking back down to my tiny feet. I didn’t want to look him in the eyes, it was too intense.
“What, what are you doing here?” He asked, probably in another effort to reassure himself that he wasn’t dreaming.
“Well, say hello to your new tour manager!” I pathetically joked, waving my hands in the air, in hopes to lighten up the mood. When I noticed that my effort didn’t work, I simply put my hands back down, and tapped my fingers on the table beside me. Another bad habit. Alex was still standing next to me, his head down as if he was too nervous to speak. I guess Rian had came back and Alex and I hadn’t even noticed, because he was sitting on the couch with his headphones in. And Jack must have awoken Zack when he arrived, because Zack was now staring at his phone. Well, its too late to back down now. I’ve really gotten myself into something now.

Notes

ah sorry this is so shitty, but i have bad writers block for this!
so i threw something together
i have an idea for the next chapter, but i need to get it typed out to see if it makes sense
oh, and i recently found out that its really fun to make outfits, so im gonna be making outfits now, just for the hell of it
here's what erin was wearing
oh, and i have another story up, its a teen alex story, but it takes place in high school, so all the other boys are there
its called "at the hand of luck"
i'll be updating that one more periodically than this one, because i have more ideas for it
but i'll still update this one, so don't worry!!
some comments and subs would be amazing!!
thanks for reading!