*Tay’s POV*

I felt Cameron move and it woke me up. I guess I must have fallen asleep during A Nightmare Before Christmas. I couldn’t move much because Rocket was still asleep in my lap. I adjusted a little bit and hear a familiar voice.

"Don't you fucking hurt my little girl, is that understood?"
“Understood.”

I couldn’t help but smile, my dad was looking out for me. Not that I was worried Cameron would hurt me, but it was nice. I was still smiling as Cameron came back to say goodbye.

“You heard that I take it?” he asked me.
“ Yes, and just for the record I don’t think you will hurt me.”
“ I wouldn’t even dream of it beautiful. However I have to get back to our bus and I’m guessing you are staying here tonight?”

I looked down at Rocket and nodded. “I haven’t got to see my aunt for a while; I want to spend some time with them. But I will make you a deal, every third night I’ll stay on our bus. Tonight I’ll be with Lights, tomorrow Taylor, and then the day after you?”

His face lit up, “I would love that Tay, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to. I know you want to spend time with your aunts.”
“I want to spend time with you Cameron. I love having you around.”

He didn’t say anything for a minute and I thought I might have said something that made him upset, but then he walked up to me and kissed me. I opened my lips and his tongue slipped in and quickly claimed dominance.

When he kissed me the world slipped away and I forgot about everything but him. I was so lost in the kiss that I completely forgot that Rocket was in my lap until she sighed and turned over. He pulled away and right away I missed his lips on mine.

We were both breathless and neither of us said anything for a second until he gave me a kiss on the forehead and told me, “I will see you at the next stop. I miss you already.”
I nodded. “I miss you too.”

*Ben’s POV*

“Hey Sally, my dad just stopped by. He said that you need to head back to the bus.”
“You said I need to head back, does that mean you won’t be there tonight?”
“No not tonight, I need to spend some time with my uncles. They told me they want me to sing with them at the next show and I need to get some practice time in with them.”
“Oh, that’s so cool!”
“Yeah, but don’t worry I won’t forget the little people once I become famous.” I told her laughing. She play hit me and I pulled her into a hug. I was tall enough to rest my chin on her head. We stayed that way for a few minutes until she pulled away.

“I guess I should get going.”
“ Sadly. Your dad will probably ask a lot of questions if you don’t.”
“He’s gonna ask anyway.”
“What are you gonna tell him?”
She shrugged. “What should I tell him?”
“Umm, you got kidnapped by some crazy handsome British guys and their super hot nephew and they forced you onto their bus for hours of torture and made you listen to them talk and say funny British words like mate and crumpet and fish and chips.”

We both burst out laughing and so did the other kids. When we stopped laughing she told the others by and I took her hand and walked her out. We stood under the stars, both lost in thought. It was a nice night out, it wasn’t cold or hot and it was dark enough to see the stars perfectly.

I was about to point out the Big Dipper to her when I heard a noise. It sounded like someone was moaning. I was a bit concerned, but curious. I motioned for Sally to be quite and I followed the noise. It was coming from the back of the bus. I peaked around and got a big surprise. I was so shocked I just stood there, I didn’t even register that Sally was shaking me until the two behind the bus turned around.

“Benny we can explain.” Ben said.
“Yeah mate please don’t hate us.” Danny.

*Andy’s POV*

I walked back on the bus pissed off. What the fuck was Ashley’s problem? I had done all I could to make that girl happy and she blows up and storms off on me. As soon as I got on the bus I slammed the door and Andy pulled out his headphones.

“The fuck bro?”
“Ashley.”
“What the hell did he do? He’s not even here, as far as I know he’s getting shit faced with Matt.”
“Wrong Ashley asshole, the girl I was with.”
“Oh right. What’s up?”
“Everything was okay and then my dad tells her she has to go back. I told her I was spending some time with you and that my dad hates me and she blows up.”
“Dude your dad don’t hate you and you know that just as well as every fucking body else. I am not about to hear you bitch this whole tour. She’s a female and if you really care about her then work it out.”
“Oh yeah girl advice coming from the douche who is hiding from his girl any chance he gets. Where is the bitch anyway?”
“I hide because she likes to nag and bitch at me and I don’t want to deal with it.”
“Then dump her ass.”
“I can’t she flips shit and goes crazy and its bad. Trust me. Anyway, we are on tour and I am not going to spend it moping around and listening to you bitch and cry. Now it’s me and you, let’s get this party started.” My uncle said, getting up and grabbing a bottle of Vodka and pouring two shots.

I had stopped drinking since the Ben incident, but after tonight I didn’t give a fuck. I grabbed my shot and took it and took his out of his hands and downed it before he could even blink. It burned but I didn’t care. I wanted to forget and I planned on not remembering a damn thing tonight.

He poured two more and downed his before I could get a hold of it. A few more shots later and I was starting to feel it, but not enough to my liking. I grabbed the bottle from my uncle and swallowed a quarter of the bottle before he wrestled it from my hands and swigged it too.
Within fifteen minutes, the bottle was gone and my uncle and I were drunk.

*Third Person POV*

“What the fuck does that even mean Ashley? Of course I’m sober!”
“You lying motherfucker! Don’t lie because the band is here; tell them about the other night. Tell them how you got so drunk then busted out the joint and got so fucked up you called Alysha by mom’s name! Tell them how you called me emo when you saw my cuts, cuts that are caused by you! You are a liar and I don’t want to talk to you!” Ashley screamed, running off the bus.

“Ash…” Mike started but it was Vic who stopped him from going after his daughter.
“I think we have some stuff to talk about Mike.”
“No fuck you I’m going after my daughter!” Mike yelled swinging at his brother, trying to hit him.
“Restrain him!” Tony yelled to Jaime.

Both the guys lunged at Mike and grabbed and arm, pinning him to the couch.

“He’s not himself. We need to keep him away from everyone until he gets back to normal. This is what I was worried about. Guys were not alone, he is here.” Tony said with a tear rolling down his cheek.

*Danielle’s POV*

“Daryl David Dison!” Dr. Dison said to his son. “What is your problem? Apologize right now.” He told his son, giving him a stern look. Daryl flinched under his father’s gaze.

“I’m sorry Danielle. I guess I’m just upset about missing the concerts.” Daryl said, speaking more to the floor than me.
“It’s okay.” I mumbled.
“That’s something I came in here to talk to you about actually, but after that outburst I’m not sure I should tell you.” He said glaring at his son.
“Please dad, I said I was sorry.”
“Well by the time The World Tour comes by here, you guys should be released and be able to go.”

Daryl looked at his dad like he had just told him he had won the lottery. “Really?” the doctor nodded. His beeper went off and his hurried out of the room, leaving me and Daryl alone again.

“Did you hear that babe?” Daryl asked me, looking ecstatic.
“Yeah, it’s awesome.” I said a bit unenthusiastically.
“The fuck is your problem? This is what we wanted.”
“I’m sorry, I guess I’m just tired from physical therapy.”
“Take a fucking nap then instead of bitching about it, damn.”

I just rolled my eyes and lay down. I must have fallen asleep because I woke to Daryl muttering in his sleep.

Notes

So I half wrote this at work and the other half while watching Corpse Bride. I'm sorry if it sucks or there is to much cussing, mi dad hasnt been the best.

Any way, tour drama already!! I hope you guys are liking it so far! I'm having a hella good time writing it and I am really enjoying writing with Rose, shes the best!

Questions, Comments, Concerns?

~Raz