JULIE'S POV

Clambering on to the bright green bus, the boys rushed ahead of me and were instantly scrambling into seperate bunks. I slowly approached the bunk area, unaware of which one I was suppose to take. After a minute or so of awkward standing, Jaime popped his head out and laughed at my confusion.

'That one,' he said, pointing to the bunk below Tony's. 'If you have a lot of stuff, the other spare one is the 'Junk Bunk'. Careful not to confuse it with Vic's.'

'Thanks,' I replied, grabbing my bag and hauling it through the small space. Climbing into the little box, I pulled my bag in and pushed against the bottom. Unzipping it, I pulled out some shorts and an oversized The Story So Far top to wear in bed. Laying back, I quickly changed - repeatedly whacking my legs and off the roof as I did so - and then rolled out of the confined space that was to be my 'room'.

I went through to the livingroom to find Vic and Mike sitting with their eyes glued to their phones. Vic shot his head up as he heard the sound of me grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge.

'You good?' he asked.

'Mhmm, where's Tony?'

'Must be through in the back,' explained Vic.

'Or he's in the shower with Jaime, who knows.' Mike laughed at his own joke before agreeing with his unimpressed brother, 'yea, he's probably through there.'

Leaving the two brothers to bicker about whatever was on their phones, I went through the bunk area and found the door for the back to be closed. Knocking, I tried to open again once I heard the click of it being unlocked. Entering, I watched as Tony paced back and forth with his hands over his mouth.

'Are you alright?'

'Hmm? Yeah, just a panic attack.'

Taking a seat on the couch, I took my place next to him and rested my hand on his leg that was bouncing violently. Squeezing his knee, the thumping subsided slightly.

He turned his head to me for a second before snapping it back towards the wall, 'you look pretty with no makeup.'

'You're an idiot,' I smiled, kissing his cheek. 'What's wrong?'

'What if something happens to you on this tour? What if someone spikes your drink? What if your-'

'Tony, breathe. I'm fine. If anything, I should be the one worrying about you!'

'Shut up,' he smiled briefly, eyes still staring at the wall on front of us.

Sliding to the end of the couch, he lay down (back propped up on the arm rest) and gestured for me to lie on top. Carefully, I made my way over and rested my head on his chest. I listen as the noise of his racing heart grew slower and slower with each passing second. He began to play with my hair, twirling it inbetween his fingers. As I enjoyed the feeling, I let my eyes fall and didn't dare to try and open them again.

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Standing at the merch table with Alan (the merch guy), I hummed along to the sound of the other band playing. A group of girls approached me, two of which we wearing Pierce The Veil tops. One girl stepped forward as the others turned to face the band, her eyes moved around nervously.

'Hey,' she said, 'are you PTV's new merch girl?'

'No,' I smiled politely at the young girl as she nodded understandingly. 'Sorry to be nosy, but are you a part of the crew? I'm just a big fan and I'm trying to get signatures of everyone involved in Pierce The Veil, y'know? Like, even other fans.'

'Yeah, but I'm not crew either sorry.' The girl looked at me questioningly, running her fingers through her dark red hair.

'So, you date one of the crew or one of the band?'

'Band,' I stated, 'Tony.'

'Oh my god,' she exclaimed, stepping closer to me, 'lucky! Not to be invasive or anything, but is he a good kisser? Oh my god, can you sign my book? What's your name?'

'That's classified,' I laughed, taking the book and sharpie from the excited girl, ' and my name's Julie.' As she handed it over, I noticed a collection on angry lines as her hoodie slid up a little. In the book filled with PTV signatures and notes I wrote 'He is ;) & stop that! You're too beautiful. You can beat 'em. <3'

Taking back the book, she read the note before looking up at me with tears in her hazel eyes. 'Thanks,' she choked out, running into my arms. I'd never had someone act this way around me - it was unusual, but it felt good helping her.

The girl stepped back and rejoined her friends who were still facing in the direction of the band that was playing, their heads bobbing along to the contagious beat. As her friends made their way into the crowd, the girl glanced back and waved at me shyly. I grinned and waved back.

Notes

this seems like a filler, and in ways it is, but it is also necessary for the next part of the story..
thoughts?
I honestly love you guys, the support is crazy!
a Poem - La Dispute is a brilliant song, m'kay.
if you guys ever wanna talk, I'm pretty fucked so no problem's too big:) I'm always here & I care.
thank yOU GUYS, LIKE SERIOUSLY ALL HAIL YOU GUYS. *SENDS VIRTUAL CUPCAKE COVERED IN TINY PICTURES OF BAND MEMBERS* enjoy you lil shits