Tony put on his KeyStreet hat, walking out of his car and into the small building. The band had been recording their new album and he was stoked for it. He had helped Vic write a few songs and he felt proud. He walked in the building, seeing Mike finish his part in the recording and flashed him a smile.

“Your turn Turtle.” Tony nodded, walking in and grabbing his guitar. He waited for his cue and began playing. The whole recording took a few hours but it was worth it. He was able to get his mind off meaningless things and he smiled, walking out of the building. He was about to get in the car when his phone rang. He fished it out of his pocket, groaning at the name.

“Moni? I haven’t heard from you in days.” A slight giggle was heard and he force a chuckled.
‘I’m sorry baby, work go to me and I haven’t been able to even eat.’ The black haired girl said from the other line.

“It’s okay, how’s work going? Still getting paid the same?” Tony opened the car door and got in, turning it on and the heater on full blast.

‘Yeah, still the same. Are you in car? I was hoping you would still be standing outside the recording studio.’ Tony looked around and raised an eyebrow.

“What do you mean? How did you know I was here?” Tony jumped when someone knocked on the passenger window and Moni stood there, in a sweater and the cell phone pressed to her ear. Tony forced the grin he put on and unlocked the door, hanging up while Moni jumped in, putting her phone away.

“It’s cold out there.” She smiled, warming up in the car. Tony nodded; it was one thing to easily force the relationship through the phone, but another to actually force it in person. He sighed, leaning back into the car seat, looking at Moni. She yawned, removing her sweater and stretching her back.

“I heard the Kerrang Awards are coming up. Am I finally going to see Europe?” She smiled, looking at him. Tony stared at Moni, suddenly imagining she was Natalie, sitting in his car and smiling. He squeezed his eyes shut, knowing it was just an illusion.

“Yeah, you can come.” Tony force the words and he felt arms encircle him.

“Really baby, I can!? Thank you so much! Maybe I can join the PTV team and be a merch girl for your upcoming tour! I heard the other girls are going!” Tony looked at Moni and her eyes went darker. “I can go right?” She asked.Tony sighed heavily and nodded.

“Yeah, you can come along.” Moni grinned again, crushing her lips to Tony’s. He moved his lips with hers and squeezed his eyes shut. He put his hands on Moni’s face and pulled away, catching his breath. Moni held his wrists, smiling and giggling. Tony smiled, looking away and putting the car in drive. They went in silence back to the house the band owned and the rest were packing for the trip to England. Jaime looked over at Moni and smiled, waving at her. Moni returned it, walking to the kitchen.

”Please tell me she isn’t going with us.” Mike whispered to Tony.

“She’s my girlfriend, of course she’s going.” Tony whispered back. Mike groaned and Jaime changed the subject.

“I heard this year is going to be amazing.” Jaime said, throwing in his clothes.

“Same here; Alex said he got a really amazing photographer for the band pictures if anyone wanted to take one with their awards. He’s going to talk to them about going on tour with us.” Vic smiled, zipping up his luggage.

“I thought Adam was coming along?” Tony asked.

“Nope, Adam is going with Mice.” Vic spoke.

“I thought Mice had their personal photographer?” Mike questioned.

“That’s the photographer Alex is talking about.” Vic sighed. “Stop asking questions.” They all became quiet as they continued to pack their bags. They put everything on the tour bus and climbed on along with Moni.

“The girls agreed to meet us there?” Tony asked.

“Yep, they were stoked to be part of it!” Jaime grinned. The bus pulled out, leading the group to the airport. They talked a bit about what was going to happen during the next few days and how as always, they were going to the huge party Mice was throwing on the penthouse of the hotel across town. They got to the airport, looking for the main entrance and they walked in, sending their large bags under and holding on to their smaller bags. They walked in, seeing a few fans and stopping to take photos and sign things. They each took turns until they announced they had a flight to catch. Tony, holding Moni’s hand who walked behind him, walked next to Mike who talked about how tired he was and how he wanted a drink. Tony chuckled, agreeing with him on the drink.

They walked to the section of the airport where first class rode and they waited for their flight number. “Man, this is going to be one long trip.” Mike grumbled. Vic rolled his eyes, smiling. They waited for an hour until their number was called and they got on. They sat in their seats, getting drinks from the stewardesses and relaxing.

“Now, we just live it.” Jaime smiled, falling asleep in his chair. Tony looked out the window, seeing the plane move until it took off into the air. Moni held his hand, begging him to give her money for an outfit for the awards. Tony agreed, telling her he’ll give her cash once they land.

He couldn’t wait until the awards came. The band was nominated for best band, and best video. He was excited to see what they would win. He laid back into the seat, closing his eyes. He would be in England in a few days, enjoying the awards and hanging with friends. Nothing was going to go wrong.

Notes

Title Credit: The Pretty Reckless

I had to. I just had to. Don't hate me. Please. Next two chapters are what happened during the two years. One for Natalie and one for Tony. Okay? Okay.