Vic pulled me down onto the bed that night and held me tightly.

“So I was on the phone with my manager a few hours ago,” He started, speaking softly into my hair, “And he said you can go on tour with us, but you have to be doing something. I hope you don’t mind, but I told them you were going to be the merch girl.”

I smiled and pecked him on the lips. “As long as I get to spend time with you.”

Vic chuckled, “You’re so cheesy.”

I slapped him on the chest and pouted. “Whatever.”

“The tour starts in a few days. So you should start packing soon.”

I nodded, not really listening to him anymore. Sleep was more important. I felt myself drifting back and forth while Vic continued to ramble on about what we were going to do.

“You’re going to have so much fun princess. You’ll love the other guys, especially All Time Low, they are the shit. Jack has a strange obsession with nudity, Alex talks about space when he’s drunk, Rian is the nicest guy on earth, and Zach, and he has so big freaking biceps. And then there’s the A Day to Remember guys…”

I yawned and buried myself into Vic’s chest while he continued to tell me about the guys. I didn’t really mind, I mean, his voice is really relaxing. I felt a hand brush against my forehead.

“You’re not even listening, are you princess?” Vic asked.

“I want to sleep,” I muttered, placing my hand on his chest.

He chuckled slightly, “Fine. But we’re going to be talking about this tomorrow okay?”

I groaned. When Vic was excited or he has something in mind, he needs to have it done or else he’ll go crazy.

“Okay, okay. We’ll see what happens. Go to bed now.”

Leaning down, he gave me a small kiss on the forehead and wrapped his arms around my waist. And I found myself falling asleep to his soft snores echoing around the room.

Notes

Hey guys! This is short, but I needed it to get into the next part and yeah tiny filler.

Song: Painting Flowers by All Time Low
Quote: "When I wake up, the dream isn't done, I wanna see your face and know I made it home."

xx (: