“PINK OR BLUE!” Mia screamed at me from across the room for the fourth time.

“I DON’T KNOW, MI! THEY BOTH LOOK FINE!” I yelled back, laying on her bed with her pomeranian on my chest.

“I DON’T WANT TO LOOK FINE, I WANT TO LOOK GOOD!” She screamed back, rummaging through her closet.

“Maybe you shouldn’t wear either then,” Alex spoke up from the other side of the bed, pulling her face away from her phone.

“I’m going to have a fucking mental breakdown,” Mia whined as she sunk to the floor.

“You are such a pussy,” I laughed while playing with Chico’s ears.

“This is so difficult!” She whined while laying flat on her back and staring at the ceiling. “I’m just going to kill myself.”

“Over clothes?” Alex laughed. “You sound like Rae.”

“FUCK YOU!” I boomed, making the little dog’s head fly up and look at me. “Sorry, buddy,” I laughed and pat his head. “Seriously tho, Mi. You have so many clothes you have to have something to wear.”

“I don’t. I just want to die,” She threw her fists down and slammed them on the floor. “Someone go get a hammer and hit me with it until I die.”

Alex laughed, “You could wear a trash bag and Casey will still think you look beautiful.”

“IT’S NOT CASEY I’M WORRIED ABOUT. IT’S ALL THE OTHER LITTLE BITCHES THAT ARE GOING TO BE THERE TRYING TO SLEEP WITH HIM ON THE ROAD!” Mia screamed in tears. “I know what goes on when they’re on tour! Those whores that get their way onto the bus! I need to look hot as fuck so they’ll all know that they can’t compare!”

I rolled my eyes, “Mia, Casey isn’t going to choose them over you.”

“He and Mike had multiple threesomes with whores while on tour, Rae. Let alone the girls that they fucked individually! I know you’re not worried about Mike because he’s head over heels in love with you, but I’m not at the point where I can feel the same!” She stood up and walked over to the bed, “You’ve seen some of them, Rae. They’re fucking beautiful.”

“Your his girlfriend for a reason, Mi,” I replied as she sunk in between Alex and I.

“Seriously, Mia, you have nothing to worry about,” Alex wrapped her arm around Mia and gave her a hug. “The guys would never let him cheat on your anyway.”

“You know Jaime looks at you like a sister,” I added. “If Casey even looks at a girl twice, Jaime will beat his ass. I have an idea... why don’t we get our asses out of bed and go on down to the mall. We can buy new outfits to wear tonight and maybe you’ll feel better about the situation, okay?” Mia nodded and sniffled, trying to make her tears stop. I kissed her cheek, “Don’t beat yourself up over nothing, girlfriend.”

We all piled into Alex’s Mini Cooper and drove down to the mall. Alex drove while Mia and I sat in the back singing along to Spice Girls songs. When we got to the mall our first stop with Frederick's’, because Mia started screaming about how since it’s the guys last night home, we would need something sexy.

“Rae, this just screams your name,” Mia wiggled her eyebrows at me while holding up a one-piece set, that only covered your cooter. The rest was just straps of fabric going all over the abdomen and boobs. It was like a cage. I was in love. “Is that a small?” Mia nodded and handed it to me.

“Mike’s going to shit himself,” she laughed as she continued to look for herself.

Alex sighed, “Vic and I haven’t even slept together yet.”

“There’s a first for everything,” Mia winked and elbowed Alex.

“Mia is right, and you can always get something to have it for the future if you guys don’t have sex tonight,” I added.

“You’re right about that,” Alex smiled and started looking.

Mia grumbled as she searched for things in her size, “You know what? I hate being a skinny little shit because nothing ever flatters my tiny ass boobs.”

“What about this?” I asked while handing her a lace body-suit that was cut out on the sides. “You’d look better in this because you don’t have huge tits to flop around,” I laughed.

“Give me that,” she pulled it out of my hand and studied it. “I like it. As long as Casey doesn’t rip it,” she groaned. “Alex, any luck?”

“I’m leaning towards this,” she smiled holding up a black baby doll that was cut into fringes.

“Oh my god that is so you!” Mia and I both screamed together and Alex blushed.

We paid for them and then made our way to other stores to finish buying what we actually came her for... outfits for tonight. Not only was it the guys’ last night home, but it was also their San Diego show and one of the guys friends, Cameron, was throwing them a going away party for tour after the show. The boys were going to be touring with Bring Me the Horizon, A Day to Remember, and Woe is Me. This was going to be their last tour with the album “A Flair for the Dramatic”.

“So should we do shoes and then outfits or outfits and then shoes?” Alex asked as we got to the escalator to go downstairs.

“That’s like the hardest question to ever ask,” Mia laughed. “Let’s do outfits first, because we always have shoes at home if we can’t find any!”

“Knowing us we won’t be able to find any,” I laughed. It was true. Every time we would go out and find new outfits, we would never be able to find shoes at the stores to go with the outfits.

“Grunge or pretty?” I looked over at them as we walked into Urban Outfitters... the first thing catching my eye was a Misfits sweatshirt. “I NEED THIS!” I screamed as I pulled it down off the hanger, making sure it was a small and squealing with happiness because it was the only one left.

Alex and Mia laughed. “I like my Rae on the grunge side, and I know Mike does too,” Mia smiled. “But do a pretty grunge! We can dye your hair when we get back, so make sure you don’t buy a black shirt.”

“Alright! Let’s play a game! We can’t show each other what we bought until we get back to Mia’s!” Alex smiled, “You guys down?”

“FUCK YEAH!” Mia exclaimed.

I nodded and went off on my own, looking for something to wear. I searched through half the store until I found something that I liked. “Aha!” I yelled as I grabbed a camouflage crop top, praying that Mike wouldn’t be wearing a camo shirt tonight. I then grabbed a pair of high rise faux leather leggings and made my way over to the jewelry. I found a gold armband, and gold cross earrings to match. I then grabbed a few random gold rings... knuckle rings and one that went on the middle finger that said “fuck” in cursive. I walked up to the register and paid for everything I wanted, the total coming to a good 200$. I shrugged at the price, at least I bought things that I will be able to wear again.

“Hey guys! I’m going to go look for shoes! Text me when you guys are done and we can grab food and meet up!” I yelled to them as I exited the store, both of them yelling okay back to me.

I made my way towards Aldo in search of the perfect shoes when I bumped into a very familiar person.

“Rae!” Alec exclaimed embracing me in a hug. “I haven’t seen you in ages!”

“Hey!” I smiled and hugged him back, “I know. I’m sorry. I’ve been so busy and stuff.”

“It’s all good,” he shot me his gorgeous smile. “How have you been?”

“I’ve been good, what about you?”

He laughed, “Pretty good. Hanging in there. What are you shopping for?”

“It’s the boys last night home, so me and the girls decided to find something so we wouldn’t look like we rolled out of garbage cans tonight,” he laughed along with me.

“A Frederick's’ bag though?” He asked with an eyebrow raised. “Word on the street is you’re seeing Mike Fuentes.”

“Looks like the street people know what they’re talking about for once,” I laughed.

Alec smirked, “Well, I should probably head on and finish up shopping. Next weeks my mom’s birthday and I’m trying to find her something. Give me a call if you get lonely without your man home.” He gave me a kiss on the cheek before walking off.

I shook my head and continued to walk towards my destination, trying to put what just happened to the back of my mind. Alec was really nice, and cute, and we did have great sex and we had hung out a few times when Mike was gone. He made a great friend, he really did. But I wasn’t okay with what he just did. When I reached Aldo I wasn’t thinking about him anymore, all i was thinking about was finding the perfect shoes.

“Hey there, welcome to Aldo, my name is Diane, is there anything I can help you with?” A girl that had to be in her late teens asked me as I walked in.

“Yeah, please,” I laughed. “I’m trying to find shoes to go with this,” I said while showing her what I had just purchased. “Nothing flashy or anything, and preferably no heels.”

“I think I have the perfect shoes for you,” she smiled and I followed her over to the sandal’s section. “These would look great with that outfit because the outfit itself is a little edgy, and these shoes give it a little girlier approach. They will also match the jewelry because they have gold on them. What do you think?” She pointed to a pair of bone colored gladiator sandals that had gold bands on them for accents.

“I love them!” I beamed, “You are good!”

“And look, they match your nails,” she smiled pointing at my nude colored acrylics. “Is this all you wanted today?”

“Yeah, this will be it,” I smiled and walked over to the register with her, handing her sixty dollars to pay for my shoes.

“This may be a really weird,” she blushed. “But you look just like this girl that Mike Fuentes from Pierce the Veil has been posting pictures of.”

I laughed and ran a hand through my hair, “Yeah... that’s me...”

“You’re really pretty. Are you guys dating? I’m a huge fan,” she smiled.

“Thank you sweetheart, so are you. And we’re practically dating, yeah. My name’s Rae. Are you going to their show tonight?” I asked as I grabbed my bag.

“No,” she frowned. “Sadly I thought I was going to have work tonight and by the time I was able to get my schedule the show was already sold out.”

I smirked, “Well... since you were so nice and helped me pick out the perfect shoes... I can probably pull a few strings and get you and a friend guest-listed into the show.”

“Are you serious?” She squealed and jumped up and down.

“Yeah, give me your phone number,” I laughed at her actions and handed me her phone. “I’ll give you a call in a few hours once I get home and talk to Mike, okay?”

“Can I hug you?” She asked. I nodded, “Thank you so much!” She screamed and wrapped her arms around me in a hug. “If I don’t answer it’s because I’m working, but just leave a voicemail and I’ll call you back.”

“Alright!” I smiled, “I’ll see you tonight, Diane!”

“Bye, Rae!” She called out as I left the store.

I took a few more stops into stores, just looking at things and reminding myself that I should not purchase anything else today. I got a text from Alex saying to meet her up at the food court, so I made my way there. I found her standing in line for Chick Fil A.

“Where’s Mia?” I asked as I stood in line next to her.

“Probably having a mental breakdown in a store,” Alex laughed and ordered her food. I ordered mine after her, and then we went to sit down.

Finally, Mia popped up. “SO I FOUND THE PERFECT OUTFIT!”

“That you can’t share until we get back to your house,” I cut her off with a smile. “Now shut up and get some food.” I looked at Alex, “I need to call Mike and pull a few strings when we get back. This girl I met that helped me with my shoes is a huge fan and was unable to get tickets for tonight, and I want to get her and a friend on guest list.”

Mia laughed and sat down with a large fry and coke, “Look at you being a nice person.”

“I seriously walked right into the store, showed her what I had bought as an outfit and she took me right to these shoes. They’re perfect,” I smiled while popping a chicken nugget in my mouth. “I’m just really worried that Mike and I might end up matching.”

“Wouldn’t be the first time,” Alex laughed, referring to last week when we all went out to the bar and Mike and I both ended up wearing leopard print shirts and black jeans. “You guys are cute when you match.”

“It’s embarrassing,” I laughed. “It’s bad enough people think we look alike let alone wear matching clothes...” I shook my head, “I don’t want that.”

Mia rolled her eyes, “I think it’s cute too. I feel really good about tonight now. I just have to figure out how I’m going to do my make-up, so when we get back I am going to watch tutorial after tutorial on YouTube.”

“Can’t forget we need to dye my hair!” I chimed in.

“I’ve got you covered,” Alex smiled. “Going back to black?”

“Yes,” I laughed. “It’s been way too long. You know what they say, once you go black you never go back.”

The next few hours went by fast. The girls and I spent the entire time getting ready for our last evening with the boys for the next three months, unless we were able to sneak away at some point and go on tour for a few days. I was able to talk Mike into letting Diane and a friend get on guest list, and I had given her a call and left a voicemail about it. I smiled looking at myself in the mirror; I looked really good. The outfit I had picked out was extremely flattering, and all the jewelry was a perfect match for it. I did a gold smokey eye and wore my hair straight. It had grown a bit and was now to the bottom of my boobs and black, and it looked excellent. The girls and I all got ready in different rooms, so that we wouldn’t see each other until we were done. When we were done we were all supposed to meet in the living room. I grabbed my bag from the toilet seat and sprayed myself with perfume one last time before turning the light off and heading downstairs. When I got downstairs Alex was already sitting there, in a coral peplum top and a pair of dark wash skinny jeans and coral sandals on her feet. Her blonde hair was wavy and she had light and pretty make-up on.

“You look so good!” I called as I looked her up and down. “You look so pretty!”

“So do you, Rae! You look so... you! Like this is the perfect outfit! And now I understand why you said you’re scared of matching Mike!” She laughed. “My god, you haven’t straightened your hair in forever. It’s gotten so long!”

“I know! It’s crazy! And I know... all of his clothes are camo!” I laughed. “Mia! Hurry your ass up!” I yelled up the steps.

“Five minutes!” She called down and I heard a bang followed by a “FUCK!” Alex and I bursted into laughter. “I’m coming!” Rae yelled and made her way down the steps. She had on a pair of high waisted acid-wash jeans, black combat boots on her feet, and a studded black crop top on. Her ombre red/blonde hair was curled and she had on a thick coat of red lipstick followed by a cat eye.

“It honestly scares me how much you two are alike,” Alex laughed and looked from Mia and me. “You look so hot!”

“YOU LOOK SMOKIN!” I screamed and threw my arms around Mia. Alex was right, Mia and I were a lot alike when it came to style.

“SO DO YOU GUYS!” Mia screamed and hugged me tight. “Ready to go see our men?” Mia asked while pulling us out the door and locking it behind her.

It took us a half hour to get to the venue, and from the looks at it all the guys were here. Their trailer was here and so were each of the boys’ cars. We walked into the back of the venue, giving our names to the security guard, and then made our way to the their dressing room. We saw a sign on the door that said PIERCE THE VEIL in big letters and a picture of a sombrero under the name. I laughed and pushed the door open to find all the guys sitting around on couches, Mama and Papa Fuentes in there with them and Mike and Vic’s four year old niece, Kayla. Tony and Steph looked like they were arguing, and Jess was on Jaime’s lap.

“HOT DAMN!” Jaime called and whistled as we walked in. “Who are these hot mammas?”

I looked at Mike and bursted into laughter, we matched once again. “Why does this keep happening?”

“You have good taste in clothes,” he laughed and patted his lap for me to sit down. I walked over and he pressed a kiss to my lips. “You look so good. Your hair is so long,” he smiled and ran one of his hands through my hair.

“Thanks, baby,” I blushed. “You look hot, as always.”

“Rae Rae!” Kayla said and I looked over at her and held my arms out. She came running into them, “I missed you so much!”

“I missed you too, Kay!” I squeezed her, “Have you been a good girl?”

“Duh,” she responded. “Mommy and Daddy are on vacation.”

“Yeah, Mikey told me,” I smiled at her.

“I can’t wait till you and Uncle Mikey have babies,” she grinned and Mike bursted into laughter.

“No babies for a long time,” Mike said to her. “You have to get married before you can have babies.”

“Better marry Rae Rae,” Kayla giggled and ran off to go stand with her grandparents.

Jaime put his head on Mike’s shoulder, “Yeah Uncle Mikey, you better marry Rae Rae.”

“Get out of here,” Mike replied and shoved Jaime off him while laughing. He looked at me, “How’s it feel knowing you’re going to get my sweaty hugs after the show instead of Jaime’s?”

I made a disgusted face, “You always get the sweatiest too.”

“Guys, you’re on in five,” their tour manager walked in.

All the boys stood up and started to make their way towards the door. Mike intertwined his fingers with mine, “I’d tell you to stand with Casey behind me, but if I hit you with a drumstick I’m going to feel like shit.”

I laughed and kissed his adam’s apple, “Yeah, if you hit me I’d probably knock you out on stage.”

“I wouldn’t doubt it, you’re a beast,” Mike laughed and picked me up bridal style before walking towards side stage. He pressed a firm kiss to my lips, “Want to do me a huge favor?”

“And put your shit back in the room?” I laughed and nuzzled my face into his neck, giving him a few kisses behind his ear before pulling away. “I’ll do it, I don’t mind.”

“You’re the best,” he smiled and set me on the ground. All the guys were taking their places on stage and Casey was standing behind Mike’s drums. Mike handed me his hat and then striped himself down to his boxers and handed me his clothes. He grabbed me and slammed me against the wall, pressing his lips to mine in a hungry kiss.

“Knock ‘em dead babe,” I smiled as he walked off.

The guys played amazing for the first show in the past five months. The crowd went crazy. Looking at the boys I saw the same faces I had seen since high school. They still looked just as happy playing their music as they did when they started this at age sixteen. I will never forget the first show they played, at the most, fifty people showed up, and now they were playing all over the globe to thousands of people each time. It felt good to be able to still be one of the few people that was able to stand on the side of the stage and sing along to their music the same way I had been since high school. Of course we weren’t the only ones in side stage, a lot of the whores who tried to sleep with the guys stood over here as well. When they got off stage, Mike didn’t hug me, he just walked past me and towards the dressing room. I gave Casey a worried look.

“Three broken fingers and busted his thumb open,” Casey replied. “You know he doesn’t do well with pain.” I nodded, Mike was a huge pussy when it came to pain, believe it or not from his tattoos and such, and for him to fuck his hand up that bad and continue to play he had to be in a lot of pain.

The everyone stayed on side stage talking, and I made my way towards the dressing room. I pushed the door open to find Mike fully dressed and wrapping up his injuries. He looked up at me with a small smile, “Hey.”

“Casey told me,” I replied and he nodded.

“I’ve never fucked up so many at one time,” he said softly while looking at his hands. “They hurt so fucking bad. I thought they were crooked before, I can’t imagine how they’re going to look.”

“Suck it up,” I laughed and grabbed his hands, pressing kisses on them. “Once you get alcohol in your hands you’re not even going to think about them anymore.”

“You’re right,” he laughed and kissed my forehead. “I need to shower before we go anywhere.”

“Yeah, you smell,” he laughed at my response.

“What if my hands hurt too bad that I need someone else to wash me?” He winked.

I rolled my eyes, “Better ask Vic.”

Soon enough we were all at Cameron’s. Mike was done bitching about his hand and was now playing a game of beer pong while Mia and I stood on the steps looking over the room so we could “whore watch” to see what slut was coming towards our men every five minutes. Also because we were both a little too intoxicated to be walking around.

“Tits McGee is making her way to Mike,” Mia said while pointing at some blonde with huge tits walking towards Mike.

“Her boobs look like they could pop if you poked them with a pen,” I laughed taking a sip of my beer. The girl walked up to Mike and put her hand on his arm. I watched him shrug her off him and her whisper something in his ear.

Mike began to talk loudly, “I’m not interested in you. My girlfriend is right over there and you need to get the fuck away from me.” The blonde bitch scoffed and walked away.

I bursted into laughter while running down the stairs screaming, “MIKEY!” And bumped right into the bitch, “Stay away from my man,” I smiled at her and pushed my way past her to walk into Mike’s open arms. “I saw that.”

“How’d you make it down from the steps?” He laughed while wrapping an arm around my waist and going back to his game of beer pong.

“I really have no idea,” I laughed. “Let me play with you!”

“You’re going to make me lose!” He whined.

“Please,” I begged, “I’m wasted. I play better wasted.”

“Come on, Mike. Let her play,” Cameron called from the other side of the pong table.

“Fine,” Mike laughed and handed me one of the balls. He usually just played by himself against two people, and somehow always ended up beating someone, so it was obvious he wasn’t too excited about my terrible self on his team.

“I jus... I can’t drink anything or I may need to be carried home...” I giggled as I threw a ball and landed in one of the guys cups.

“Come on, Rae! You can’t do that! You have to do it with us!” Jack whined from beside Cameron. “Mike will take care of you.”

Mike laughed as he threw the ball into one of the cups, “I’d like to be able to have sex before I leave and I don’t want her unconscious for that... that’s frowned upon in California.”

“YOU WOULD RAPE ME!” I yelled while trying to wiggle away, “Creeper alert.”

“You’re the creeper,” Mike smiled and pulled me in front of him and began attacking my neck.

“Hey, you two, not at the pong table. Where are your manners?” Cameron laughed and threw the ball, missing the cups and hitting me in the boob.

“YOU DID THAT ON PURPOSE!” Jack exclaimed next to him, throwing the ball and making it into a cup.

“Don’t aim for the tits,” I laughed and threw the ball, missing the cups and bouncing off the table.

“God, you suck so bad,” Mike laughed and threw his ball, making it into a cup.

“I thought I sucked good,” I giggled.

Mike leaned his head down and kissed my ear. He then whispered, “Behave.”

I turned around and placed my hands on his chest. Drunk Rae was a mess, I could admit that. “But what if I don’t want to behave?” I asked while licking my lips and looking up at him.

“Rae,” he groaned trying to push me away.

“Mike,” I whined and moved closer. “Are you really going to deny me? I have a surprise for tonight, too.”

“So do I,” he smiled. “Let’s just finish this game and then we can go home, okay?” I whined but nodded, “And you have to be a good girl until we get home.”

“I don’t know how to be a good girl,” I blushed.

“Just stand here and look pretty,” he laughed and turned me around, my back to his chest again as he finished the game of beer pong. I just stood there laughing at whatever I thought was funny.

After the game of beer pong, Mike said his goodbyes to all his friends before we started our walk to his house. Cameron lived two streets away from Mike and Vic, so there was no point in driving. Once we hit the front door, Mike picked me up bridal style and carried me inside and up the steps.

I stopped him right before we got to his room, “You go ahead in there. I need to use the bathroom.” He set me down and I went in the bathroom, striping myself of everything I was wearing and put the lingerie I had bought earlier on. I re-did my make-up as best as I could and smiled at my reflection. I could honestly say I looked really fucking hot.

I entered the room to find Mike laying on his leopard sheets, in his boxers, while smoking a cigarette. There was a bouquet of roses laying on my pillow and a pair of handcuffs hanging off each side of his bed on the bed posts. The only light in the room was coming from the two candles that were lit on each bedside table.

When he realized I was in the room his jaw dropped, “Jesus Christ.” I smirked while walking over to him. I grabbed his cigarette and put it out in the ashtray next to his bed and straddled him. “We’re going to have so much fun tonight.”

Notes

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