An Alan Ashby Fanfiction

It was 2:45pm and I was standing sidestage at Pierce The Veil’s set talking with Mike and Vic about Jared.
“Guys I am fine, he hasn’t tried anything. You guys know that if something happens I’ll come straight to you” I reassured them.
“Yeah you better come straight to us!” Mike pulled me in for a hug.
All of a sudden there was a pounding of feet and a scream. Before we knew it, Mike and I were thrown on the floor. Mike was thrown onto his back and I fell right on top of Mike, a big weight on top of my back responsible for my fall.
“Quick! Tony! Jump on!” Jaime screamed. Tony ran up and jumped on Jaime. Vic stood in his spot paralysed with laughter.
“All right, all right. You guys better get off before you Mike.” Vic managed to say in between his giggles. Tony and Jaime got off of me and Mike.
“God Jaime give a warning next time.” I laughed as Jaime and Tony helped me up.
“I thought the scream was a warning.” Jaime replied chuckling as Mike got up.
“That was the best pile on I’ve ever had” Mike said, winking at me.
“I’m glad you enjoyed it!” I laughed at Mike.
“Please Victoria, don’t act like being sandwiched between three beautiful men isn’t a lifelong dream of yours” Tony winked at me.
“Haha! You’re right Tony now I can die happy!” I giggled at him.
“Guys, you have a minute before you’re on!” Matt, the tour manager for Pierce The Veil, called out. Vic, Tony, Jaime and Mike all ran closer to the stage and huddled in a circle. I pulled out my phone and decided to go on Instagram for the first time in a few weeks.

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