The Tour Life Of Adriana Perry
Introduction: 2 Days Before Tour
Well I'm back again. In case you're wondering and don't know who I am, my name is Adriana Sierra Perry and I have the most rubbish yet amazing life you can imagine and right now I'm here to tell you all about my life on the road, touring with my 2 uncle's and my real father. Yes, that's right Tony Perry, was not my real father but I will always call him. As you may be aware I've lost both him and my mom. I also have my nearly 2 year old daughter as well, Bianca.
Right I'll give you the run down of the past 3 or so months. I never did get any extra days off put onto the tour schedule, no matter how many times I begged them. These past few months I had done nothing but work my ass off, visit mom and dad, visit my daughter, eat and drink. I've barely slept at all due to the amount of preparation I have been doing for this tour. Things with Dylan have gotten a little better but not by much. He's civil towards me. I'm happy with that, oh before I forget. I'm also in a relationship with the one and only Kellin Quinn of Sleeping With Sirens. We hooked up not long after my first meeting with management a few months ago. It's been official for two moths, even the fans know about us! Before you say anything I am well aware that he used to deal, as I used to get my stuff from him. But he's changed now, he's clear from all that and he's turned his life around completely for the better. Now he's helping me do the same. Dylan doesn't approve of the relationship, but he should be happy that I'm happy right?
Anyway, back to the present. I'm currently sat on my bed trying to figure out with outfit I should wear for going out in tonight. The guys have put together a special going away party for us all. Yes we're celebrating the fact we are touring the world. "Adriana, come down here!" I heard Uncle Mike shout.
"2 minutes!" I called back down. I sat there looking at the three outfits in front of me. I closed my eyes and picked this outfit for the night out. Throwing the others to one side, I made my way downstairs. "What did you want?"
"Perry, what are you doing? You should of been ready 30 minutes ago!" exclaimed Vic.
"What?" I laughed. Then I realised the time. 7:30pm. I had 30 minutes to get ready. I turned on my heels, racing back upstairs. Grabbing a towel, I turned the shower on and give myself a wash and did my hair. That took me a good 15 minutes. Why did I always leave things to the last minute. Quickly getting dressed, I perched myself in front of my dresser. After another 10 minutes I had done my hair thus leaving me with 5 minutes to get my make up done.
I heard 3 honks outside, meaning our driver was here. "Adriana hurry!" called Mike.
"Alright." I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. "Fuck, you lot are so bossy."
"Language, young lady." I made a 'ooohh' at him, in a sarcastic tone. Young lady? I'm far from a young lady. Gosh, I may dress like a girl and look like a girl but I'm one of the lads at heart. I can do anything they can. Even getting major drunk. I don't plan on getting drunk tonight. Maybe just a little high, not the drugs high although if my Uncle Mike gives me some I won't pass on it, just not drunk. I still had a lot of packing to do for this tour.
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As I made my way through the crowd, I sat myself down at one of the booths. The music was loud, you could feel the bass run right through you making your heart feel like it was going to pop right out of your chest. The smoke was intense, as were the strobes lights. Suddenly it went completely black.
"Hey beautiful." a voice appeared in my ear. My smile went from ear to ear as I grabbed the hands, uncovering my eyes. I turned my head slightly to be greeted by a huge grin by non other than my boyfriend, Kellin Quinn.
"Hey you!" I called over the music as he sat down beside me, putting him arm round my waist and pulling me closer. The guys soon arrived with the drinks. They put a tray down each, before two of them wandered back off the bar and putting down another two trays. This was going to be a very long and heavy night for all of us.
As the night went on, the drinks flowed faster, our voices got louder, we became more and more less in control of our actions. For once in my life I was enjoying myself. As some of them left to go and bust some moves on the dance floor, I was left at the table with Mike. He was high and drunk, which isn't a surprise to any of us. He scooted round closer. "So are you, like ready for the tour?"
"No! I'm scared and nervous." I laughed. "What about you?"
"Anything but nervous, I'm so stoked" was he reply. Then his face turned into serious mode. Uh oh. Here comes the lecture. "How are things with you and Kellin?"
"Great, thank you Uncle Mike."
"If he hurts you, you come and tell me. I'll sort him out for you. Oh one more thing, on this tour you stay away from other boys, you be a good girl and whatever you do Adriana do not go off on your own at night. Always keep your phone with you and if you get into any trouble or are mobbed by fans, just remember we'll always be there to pull you out of it and do not, under any circumstances get yourself arrested."
"Don't worry your pretty little head, I won't." I smiled at him. Just then, Kellin came back, stumbling over the table, knocking drinks all over the place before eventually managing to sit next to me. Straight away his lips were attached to my neck that's when Mike took it as his cue to leave. "Kellin, not here." I pushed him off me slightly.
"Baby, pleaseeeee?" he whined in the most girly voice you will ever hear. I shook my head, talking a big mouthful of my drink. I didn't swallow it. I tapped his shoulder, making him turn back to me. I leant in for a kiss, just as our lips were about to connect, I squirted the contents of my mouth in his face. Straight away I burst out laughing, wiping my face as some of it back fired onto me.
"You've just got yourself a war." he picked up one of the half empty glasses, pouring it over my head. I screamed, before laughing and doing the same to him. Before I knew it all the glasses were completely empty and we were sat there laughing like hyena's and covered in god knows what.
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"Mikeyyyy!!" I whined, trying to compose myself as we walked down the street back home. Non of them heard me, they were too busy laughing extremely loud. I perched myself on the path, taking my heels off with great difficulty. "Kellinnnnn!!!" another whine came out. They all turned to look at me, Jaime and Vic continued laughing, Mike sat himself down, mocking me. Kellin came running to my side. "My feet hurttttt."
"Come on baby, I'll carry you." He bent down in front of me, I hopped onto his back. He set off with a slow walk before running. Only in this case, he was very unsteady on his feet. We were just about caught up to the others when he stumbled, falling face first into the tarmac, throwing me off his back. I landed several feet in front of him, flat on my face.
"You fucking douche!" I screamed, then the giggles hit me again. I sat there, facing him as he stayed sprawled out on the pavement, looking at him. "Let's just crawl." He nodded, getting up on all fours and began crawling. What would normally take 15 minutes, took us nearly a full hour. As soon as we got inside, I threw my shoes, and crawled upstairs. My stomach began to churn, I felt sick and dizzy. The entire house was spinning, my head was spinning. I managed to stand up before running into the bathroom and emptying the contents on my stomach. As I did so, I heard a loud groan and a 'what the actual fuck?'. I looked down to see Mike sprawled on the floor, cigarette in hand and covered in puke. "Oh god, I'm so sor---" I didn't even finish my sentence, I felt like my stomach was on fire as this time I made it go actually inside the toilet. Wiping my mouth, heaving myself up, I rinsed my mouth out before stumbling out the bathroom and into Kellin's arms.
I felt myself being eased down onto something soft, I can only imagine it being my bed. Something was pulled over me, Kellin climbed in next to me, wrapping his arms round me as a deep sleep began to consume my entire body.
"Sweet dreams, I love you"
Right I'll give you the run down of the past 3 or so months. I never did get any extra days off put onto the tour schedule, no matter how many times I begged them. These past few months I had done nothing but work my ass off, visit mom and dad, visit my daughter, eat and drink. I've barely slept at all due to the amount of preparation I have been doing for this tour. Things with Dylan have gotten a little better but not by much. He's civil towards me. I'm happy with that, oh before I forget. I'm also in a relationship with the one and only Kellin Quinn of Sleeping With Sirens. We hooked up not long after my first meeting with management a few months ago. It's been official for two moths, even the fans know about us! Before you say anything I am well aware that he used to deal, as I used to get my stuff from him. But he's changed now, he's clear from all that and he's turned his life around completely for the better. Now he's helping me do the same. Dylan doesn't approve of the relationship, but he should be happy that I'm happy right?
Anyway, back to the present. I'm currently sat on my bed trying to figure out with outfit I should wear for going out in tonight. The guys have put together a special going away party for us all. Yes we're celebrating the fact we are touring the world. "Adriana, come down here!" I heard Uncle Mike shout.
"2 minutes!" I called back down. I sat there looking at the three outfits in front of me. I closed my eyes and picked this outfit for the night out. Throwing the others to one side, I made my way downstairs. "What did you want?"
"Perry, what are you doing? You should of been ready 30 minutes ago!" exclaimed Vic.
"What?" I laughed. Then I realised the time. 7:30pm. I had 30 minutes to get ready. I turned on my heels, racing back upstairs. Grabbing a towel, I turned the shower on and give myself a wash and did my hair. That took me a good 15 minutes. Why did I always leave things to the last minute. Quickly getting dressed, I perched myself in front of my dresser. After another 10 minutes I had done my hair thus leaving me with 5 minutes to get my make up done.
I heard 3 honks outside, meaning our driver was here. "Adriana hurry!" called Mike.
"Alright." I grabbed my purse and headed downstairs. "Fuck, you lot are so bossy."
"Language, young lady." I made a 'ooohh' at him, in a sarcastic tone. Young lady? I'm far from a young lady. Gosh, I may dress like a girl and look like a girl but I'm one of the lads at heart. I can do anything they can. Even getting major drunk. I don't plan on getting drunk tonight. Maybe just a little high, not the drugs high although if my Uncle Mike gives me some I won't pass on it, just not drunk. I still had a lot of packing to do for this tour.
♠ ♠ ♠
As I made my way through the crowd, I sat myself down at one of the booths. The music was loud, you could feel the bass run right through you making your heart feel like it was going to pop right out of your chest. The smoke was intense, as were the strobes lights. Suddenly it went completely black.
"Hey beautiful." a voice appeared in my ear. My smile went from ear to ear as I grabbed the hands, uncovering my eyes. I turned my head slightly to be greeted by a huge grin by non other than my boyfriend, Kellin Quinn.
"Hey you!" I called over the music as he sat down beside me, putting him arm round my waist and pulling me closer. The guys soon arrived with the drinks. They put a tray down each, before two of them wandered back off the bar and putting down another two trays. This was going to be a very long and heavy night for all of us.
As the night went on, the drinks flowed faster, our voices got louder, we became more and more less in control of our actions. For once in my life I was enjoying myself. As some of them left to go and bust some moves on the dance floor, I was left at the table with Mike. He was high and drunk, which isn't a surprise to any of us. He scooted round closer. "So are you, like ready for the tour?"
"No! I'm scared and nervous." I laughed. "What about you?"
"Anything but nervous, I'm so stoked" was he reply. Then his face turned into serious mode. Uh oh. Here comes the lecture. "How are things with you and Kellin?"
"Great, thank you Uncle Mike."
"If he hurts you, you come and tell me. I'll sort him out for you. Oh one more thing, on this tour you stay away from other boys, you be a good girl and whatever you do Adriana do not go off on your own at night. Always keep your phone with you and if you get into any trouble or are mobbed by fans, just remember we'll always be there to pull you out of it and do not, under any circumstances get yourself arrested."
"Don't worry your pretty little head, I won't." I smiled at him. Just then, Kellin came back, stumbling over the table, knocking drinks all over the place before eventually managing to sit next to me. Straight away his lips were attached to my neck that's when Mike took it as his cue to leave. "Kellin, not here." I pushed him off me slightly.
"Baby, pleaseeeee?" he whined in the most girly voice you will ever hear. I shook my head, talking a big mouthful of my drink. I didn't swallow it. I tapped his shoulder, making him turn back to me. I leant in for a kiss, just as our lips were about to connect, I squirted the contents of my mouth in his face. Straight away I burst out laughing, wiping my face as some of it back fired onto me.
"You've just got yourself a war." he picked up one of the half empty glasses, pouring it over my head. I screamed, before laughing and doing the same to him. Before I knew it all the glasses were completely empty and we were sat there laughing like hyena's and covered in god knows what.
♠ ♠ ♠
"Mikeyyyy!!" I whined, trying to compose myself as we walked down the street back home. Non of them heard me, they were too busy laughing extremely loud. I perched myself on the path, taking my heels off with great difficulty. "Kellinnnnn!!!" another whine came out. They all turned to look at me, Jaime and Vic continued laughing, Mike sat himself down, mocking me. Kellin came running to my side. "My feet hurttttt."
"Come on baby, I'll carry you." He bent down in front of me, I hopped onto his back. He set off with a slow walk before running. Only in this case, he was very unsteady on his feet. We were just about caught up to the others when he stumbled, falling face first into the tarmac, throwing me off his back. I landed several feet in front of him, flat on my face.
"You fucking douche!" I screamed, then the giggles hit me again. I sat there, facing him as he stayed sprawled out on the pavement, looking at him. "Let's just crawl." He nodded, getting up on all fours and began crawling. What would normally take 15 minutes, took us nearly a full hour. As soon as we got inside, I threw my shoes, and crawled upstairs. My stomach began to churn, I felt sick and dizzy. The entire house was spinning, my head was spinning. I managed to stand up before running into the bathroom and emptying the contents on my stomach. As I did so, I heard a loud groan and a 'what the actual fuck?'. I looked down to see Mike sprawled on the floor, cigarette in hand and covered in puke. "Oh god, I'm so sor---" I didn't even finish my sentence, I felt like my stomach was on fire as this time I made it go actually inside the toilet. Wiping my mouth, heaving myself up, I rinsed my mouth out before stumbling out the bathroom and into Kellin's arms.
I felt myself being eased down onto something soft, I can only imagine it being my bed. Something was pulled over me, Kellin climbed in next to me, wrapping his arms round me as a deep sleep began to consume my entire body.
"Sweet dreams, I love you"
Notes
So here you go guys! The first chapter of this story. I'll try to update again tonight or later today (it's nearly sunrise where I am),. If you've read the first two you will probably understand it a bit better. If not and you would like to read them the links are as follows;part one: Make Me A Promise
part two: Broken Promises
10/16/13