Fucking finally! Last competition!
It’s been four days since the cross competition and I was more than excited to get this over with so I could be with Jack again. Some bruises had appeared on my arms and legs, along with some scratches and cuts, thanks to some branches on the cross course, but nothing that would scar so it didn’t bother me much. Also, I took the chance to go to a spa with Olga, where we talked about everything and anything and where we had our nails done. I also took the chance to shave and take care of Stella’s hygiene.
If everything went fine, I’d be leaving to the airport and go to Denver. I’d already talked to Matt and he said he was delightful to let me stay for a few days and, he also proposed me, to stay the rest of tour, but I’d have to meet Jack first and then we would talk about that. First was Jack.
Or, well, first was the competition.
It was an average local show jumping competition. Ten easy obstacles, eighty seconds to complete them all, fairly easy. But that didn’t mean I could just disconnect completely from the competition. Like Oriol said, the horse has to be radioactive to your legs, especially when jumping because they mark the rhythm and the jump and blah blah blah. Sometimes I thought Oriol needed to go out and find a girlfriend, seriously.
The competition went fantastic, the jumps were very short, so Stella passed with a lot of height difference, so we didn’t drop any bars or anything. Also we went fast, so we ended being in third position because of two young arabian chestnuts (arab horses are the fastest). However, it didn’t bother me because it was a ‘friendly’ competition, I knew everyone who competed or came across them sometime.
It was 10pm and, after calling Jack and having one of our cute but slightly teasing conversations, I called Matt.
“Hey" he finally answered the phone. He wasn’t saying my name because Jack was probably around, “Any news?”
“Just to let you know I’ll be there in a few hours. In 6 hours I’m going to the airport, that and 13 hours of flight” I heard him walk out of the bus.
“So you’ll be here at 5pm, more or less?” he asked.
“Yep” I nodded.
“I’ll go and pick you up at the airport, you want me to bring the guys or Jack, or-?”
“Hmm…” I thought about it, “Just you” I smirked to myself before I could start with the ‘what if’s.
“Okay, see you tomorrow then” he paused and I heard him smile, “And please shut Jack’s mouth, he doesn’t stop talking about you” he chuckled.
“Count on me” I chuckled, “See you guys tomorrow” I hung up.

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The flight was pure torture; my ears kept feeling weird all the time when we took off or landed and it gave me a bit of headache, I was constantly feeling like I was going to puke, but luckily I didn't because I hadn't eaten anything. I don't like airplanes, to be honest.
I only brought a small bag with some clothes and underwear for seven days plus a more formal outfit, in case Jack wanted me on tour or I decided to stay longer in Denver.
After getting my bag and exiting the airplane I walked out to meet Matt, who was already waiting for me. He wasn’t looking at me, but staring down to his phone, texting Mickey Mouse probably. I chuckled slightly at my inside joke and walked behind him and covered his eyes.
“Guess who?” I asked with my best male voice.
“Let me guess… María?” he laughed.
“How did you know?” I pouted, putting my hands down whilst he turned around.
“First of all, I saw you from the corner of my eye; it’s difficult to miss a tall and familiar blonde with bright blue eyes when she walks past you”
"Damn it" I breathed. Matt shuckled.
“Secondly, your attempt of putting a male voice was terrible” he laughed.
“Rude” I gasped and slapped his shoulder playfully before smiling at him and giving Matt two kisses and a friendly hug. Spanish customs, “Hello, by the way"
“Hi” he chuckled and grabbed his phone, checking the time, "Well, we have to go, the guys are now at the meet and greets, then they have a last-minute soundcheck. Tomorrow we have a day off, so you can ‘celebrate’ you’re here tonight and sort the 'coming on tour with us' thing tomorrow morning” he informed.
“Perfect!” I smirked.
“You have somewhere to stay? Because you could stay at the bus, I’d come and get you when the show starts-“ he started.
We were walking to the taxi stop, he put his hand up to get a driver’s attention, without success.
“Not really but I’ll walk around the city, maybe go shopping, stop and have some coffee” I put my hand up and three taxis stopped in front of us. Matt nodded.
“How do you girls do that?” he scoffed dramatically, “My girlfriend does the exact same thing and it always happens!”
“I don’t know” I smirked, “Girly things, I guess” he just rolled his eyes as we climbed into the taxi.

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We got to the tour bus and I left my stuff in what I knew was Jack’s bunk. It smelt like him and the bed was literally covered with clothes I guessed he just threw on his bunk, looking for something, earlier.
I walked into the driver on my way out of the bus and we talked for a while, like we did when we were back in San Diego. I went for a walk and bought me some coffee because I was literally falling asleep and some caffeine would help me.
When I got back to the bus I walked up and down the bus when Ruben called me, then Sergi and, finally Oriol. All of them asking how was the flight, if Jack and I were together, things like that. I was lucky to have such nice friends, to be honest.
I knew a lot of people, but friends? Not many. Luckily the few friends I had were nice and caring, and undertood, or tried to undertand me.
Time soon flew by talking to them before Matt sent me a text.

I sent Vinny to get you, the guys are already backstage and kids are starting to wait at the venue.

As soon as I read it, a slightly taller man than me stepped on the bus, I guessed that was Vinny and I walked over.
“Hi, you're Vinny?” I asked, hesitantly.
“Wow, now I understand why Jack didn’t stop bragging about his girlfriend” he smiled, me smiling back, “Vinny Vegas” he presented himself.
“María Mussons” I smiled and gave him a kiss on each cheek and a friendly hug. He didn’t seem to get what I was doing at first, but did the same, not awkwardly though.
“Well, let’s get going” he said and we headed out of the bus.
I followed him through a fenced and almost empty parking lot and into a grey building. We kept talking, he seemed a very cool guy and we instantly hit it off. We walked through dark corridors until I realised I was behind a curtain, sidestage. I took a step back, to the dark side, in case someone spotted me.
The room started to fill up quickly and I occasionaly moved a bit to see how many kids were coming to the show and I nearly gasped.
When you’re in the crowd you can notice how many people there are round you but you can’t exactly know how many kids there actually are and it’s just stunning to see it.
Soon, a band came on stage, Pierce The Veil, Vic noticed me but I put a finger on my lips, indicating to keep his mouth shut. He winked at me before their show started.
After PTV, All Time Low went on stage. I then realised I was on Jack’s side. No, you don’t say.
Rian came first, followed by Alex and Jack next to Zack. Jack had a slight blush on his cheeks and his eyes were lit up. He looked so cute I just wanted to hug him and kiss the hell out of him. Wow, María, how romantic.
I looked at Jack the whole time, him jumping around and messing with Rian’s drums the whole time. His mic stand was already full of bras, some of them had messages on them.
He was sweating and his fringe was soaking wet, but he kept his stupid grin on his face. He was perfect and I, once again, realised how lucky I was for being with such a wonderful person.
Neither of them saw me until the guys were starting to play For Baltimore, the last song of the show.
When Jack mouthed ‘I don’t wanna say goodnight’ when he turned his head slightly in my direction and caught a glimpse of my figure. He looked at me for a second and looked at the crowd, where a few girls had already noticed me and some started to awe or scream louder. He turned his head again, quickly, when he realised he had seen me, and his smile grew bigger (if possible) when our eyes met. He continued playing looking at me all the time, until Alex sang ‘Shut up and kiss me now’ and Jack rushed to me and kissed me, cupping my face with his hands. I automatically kissed him back before he pulled away with a smirk and carried on playing normally, but looking at me with lit eyes every now and then.
When the song ended, he ran to his mic.
“I think this has been the best show so far” the crowd screamed in response.
“That’s what you say every show, Jack” Alex laughed at him.
“No, seriously, dude. It has had lots of…” he looked at me, “...surprises” he chuckled and looked to my direction, giving me one his irresistible crooked smiles, before turning to the crowd again, “Do you guys want me to show you the best surprise I’ve ever got?” he tried not to giggle. The crowd almost roared in response. God, and I though spanish fans were wild… “Well, then, I want you guys to welcome a very especial person” someone gasped.
He turned to me and held his hand out, gesturing me to walk over. I hesitated at first, before walking to him, when I was a metre away form him, I jogged to his side. He pulled me into a side hug and pulled me closer to him so he could kiss my temple. The crowd awed and I buried my face in the crook of Jack’s neck to hide my blush.
“Aw, María, you’re blushing!” Alex exclaimed, everyone chuckled and I sent him a death glare, “Don’t hide it, it’s cute!” he winked at me. I wish I never said that, now. Jack and I were close to a mic, so I straightened myself, pulling myself slightly away from Jack’s embrace, but not breaking our pose, and spoke to the mic, like he did.
“Shut it, Gaskarth” I said sassily.
“Why should I?” he raised an eyebrow with a smirk forming in his lips.
“Because I can easily turn whatever shower you’ll be using, from a nice and relaxing temperature to a freezing cold antarctic temperature” I threatened. Jack giggled and buried his head in my hair, kissing my neck from behind. Alex gasped and put a hand on his chest whilst the crowd couldn’t contain their laugher.
“Don’t dare to threaten me like that, young lady” he said in a british accent, “Or else, I’ll…” he stopped himself there.
“Or else you’ll, what?” I teased.
“I’ll…” he stepped closer to me and sent a weird look at Jack. He relaxed his arms around me and slowly let go. The crowd was silent. Uh oh, bad sign.
“You’ll…?” I encouraged.
“I’ll…” he smirked deviously.
Pause.
“TICKLE YOU!” Jack let go of me and Alex almost threw himself on top of me and started to attack my sides eagerly. I bent and he continued tickling my sides, almost leading me next to Rian, where I was merciless cornered between Rian’s ‘platform’ and a speaker. I curled myself into my armadillo posture (into a ball), still breathing heavily and giggling until he stopped and Jack squated next to me.
“Come on, he's gone now” he said with a chuckle, encouraging me to stand up. I shook my head, tears of happiness and from laughing too much welling up in my eyes.
“He’ll attack me” I giggled.
“No, he won’t” he assured me, “I’ll protect you”
I shot my head up with a flirtarious smile and took his hand, the one he was holding out for me, and he pulled me up. I was instantly pulled to his chest. When I saw Alex, who was still laughing like mad, I stuck my tongue out and pressed my body closer to Jack’s. We stood there for a few minutes, maybe two, until Zack (yes, Zack), talked.
“Well, guys this show was amazing-“ he talked shyly and was cut off by Alex.
“Yeah, thanks for cuming, we-”
“Cuming?” Jack spoke up then, his voice made small vibrations in his chest, tickling softly my cheek, “Yeah, guys thank’s for cuming with us, that meant so much to us” he said sarcasically.
“Jack, shut up, you were the one who didn’t go to collegue” Alex retorded.
“At least I know the difference between ‘to come’ and ‘to cum’” he chuckled.
“Do you?” Alex asked, raising an eyebrow.
“Well… Not really” Jack giggled. The whole place laughed.
“So, like I was trying to say” Alex continued, still chuckling “Thanks for coming” he looked at Jack, who had a smirk on his face, “We hope you had a great time” the crowd screamed in response, “Aaand, we hope to see you guys very very soon” he concluded, with a big grin on his face.
“Now if you excuse us, I need to sort things out with this little tiger” Jack added before looking at me, his eyes sparkling when he looked at me. I heard giggles from the crowd, but they seemed so far away.
I looked into Jack’s deep brown eyes, which could change from a sweet and careful boyfriend look to a lustful sex little monster, eye-fucking you. Right now, they sparkled with a hint of lust, but covered softly with excitement and pure happiness, as well as surprise and adoration.
Before I even had time to smile, he crushed hi lips with mine, millions of butterflies floating in my stomach and fireworks behind my now-closed eyelids and we were being cheered by the guys and also my fans, they were telling us to kiss. I kissed back lovingly and the crowd cheered and screamed, I even heard one or two people whistling.
“Okay, good night Denver!” Alex screamed to the crowd, earning louder shouts.
With that, Jack put his left arm behind my knees and pulled me up, carrying me bridal style across the stage and jumped with me in his arms off stage. He put me down on solid ground before we exchanged a look and he kissed me passionately, pushing me against a wall. I out my arms around his neck whilst his arms traveled down my sides and rested on my hips, pulling me closer to him. I felt the urge and happiness in his kiss, not only from him but I felt myself give him the same impression as well. He then licked my lower lip, asking for entrace. I opened my mouth so he could access my mouth better and our tongues started to battle for dominance. In my defense, I must say I was winning until he licked my roof, making me moan into the kiss. I felt him smirk against my lips and felt his hands travel to my butt, ready to make me jump on him.
“Guys, just wait until you get to the bus!” Alex exclaimed with a smirk, covering his eyes like a little boy.
Then I realised a sweaty, horny, but not completely turnt on, about-to-look-at-me-lustfully Jack and the lack of air in my lungs. I pulled away and pecked his lips.
“I think it’s time for you to take a shower” Jack pouted, "We’ll continue this afterwards, don’t worry” I said with a flirtarious tone. I felt Jack shiver from the tone in my voice, “Jacky” I whispered seductively before walking to the bus, leaving him staring into space, probably replaying what I just said in his head.
I got to the bus and decided to take a nap. Fuck, it was 10pm and I hadn’t slept in all day, not even in the airplane!
However, I didn’t wake up again until next morning.

Notes

Sorry for being away, and sorry for this crappy chapter.
I haven't been sleeping properly these days, or eating properly, and I really wanted to update, but I didn't know what to write.
So, yeah... Comment, rate, subscribe? Thankyou :)

Title credit: For Baltimore by All Time Low.