I want a best friend:
Someone who will hug me tight when I'm down.
Someone who will beat up the guys that hurt me.
Someone who knows every single detail about me.
Someone who will make laugh until I cry.
Someone I can be myself with.
Someone who won't cause too much fucking drama.

Someone who keeps all of his promises.

Someone who I will eventually fall in love... And someone who will eventually love me back.


7. Seven


Chapter Six:

Almost Exposed


I laughed as I ran around the stage trying to get away from Slate. We were all playing tag as we waited for the manager to come and tell Slate and the others what they were supposed to do. It was the second concert, and we hadn't take the selfie yet. 


I jumped off the stage managing an awesome flip and ran up the stairs. Slate was behind me, but he was slower, oh the perks of exercise... I ran between the rows jumping the seats as I felt Slate come closer to me. Brain was on the stage and Ronald was laughing as he filmed us. 


"Get away from me!" I shouted and laughed. "It is not fair that you are only chasing me!"

"My mother told me to chase my dreams!" Slate shouted back. "So that is what I am doing!" 

I blushed at that comment, but it wasn't visible as I was red from agitation. "BRIAN HELP ME!" I shouted at the top of my lungs as I felt Slate's hand snake around my waist. 

"You are mine now!" Slate tried to laugh evilly on my ear causing me to laugh more. 

"Where are you taking me?" I questioned in laughter. "I thought that we were playing tag!"

"We have to send the selfie to your mother." Slate struggled with me down the stairs. I wriggled and tried to break free, but Slate stopped and held me tighter. "You're not going anywhere." He whispered to my ear. 


I blushed at the comment and hid my face on the crook of his neck. I heard him laugh and he brought me up to the stage so that we could take our selfie. Damn we are so weird, but you gotta love us! Slate dropped at the stage and we placed to take another selfie for our yet to be album. He snapped the picture and then I poked him on the ribs before shouting TAG and running for my life. 




I smiled as I flipped the page of the book I was currently reading. Truth be told, I had already read all this saga, yet I loved it, that I was re-reading the eight books, I was only missing two and I started when the tour started... Yeah bookworm over here. Brian's laughter caught my attention as I looked up from my corner towards the sofa where the three lads were gathered in their usual video. 


"Liar!" Brian laughed. "You so did it!" 

"You have no proof!" Ronald laughed. "There is no photo of me with red lipstick so no, it never happened." 

I laughed innerly getting a wink from Slate and an eye roll from Ronald. "Where is your best friend?" Slate read. "She is here with us." 

"Though she is tucked away in a corner." Brian added. "Being a little bookworm." 

"Oi!" I exclaimed. "What is wrong with that?" 

"Nothing princess." Slate smiled warmly at me. "What are you reading?"

"Fang." I replied. "By James Patterson." I winked at Slate. 

The guys nodded and turned back to the laptop in front of them. "Show us!" Ronald shouted jerking the laptop to where I was. Just my luck my face was buried in the book so I was shield by it. 

"WHAT THE HELL RONALD?!" I shouted. 

"Ronald!" Brian and Slate shouted. 

"You know damn well that she doesn't want to be in the camera." Slate added. "You're good to go princess." Slate added and I looked up at them.


I was pissed as fuck, so I got up from my corner flipped the finger to Ronald and made my way out of the recreation room. As soon as I was outside I sat on the floor hugging my legs. I knew that something like this was bound to happen, but I thought that it was going to be an accident not something so obvious. 


I could heard Slate shouting and Ronald attacking back, Brian wasn't in the argument and I was glad for that. I didn't want for Slate to ruin his relationship with Ronald, but he had crossed the line, he knew that I was not going to appear in any of the videos. 


"Scotty?" Slate said as he opened the door. I looked up from my knees and saw him smile sweetly at me. "I'm sorry princess." He added as he embraced me. "I never thought he was going to do something like that." 

"It's okay." I sighed. "I just hope he doesn't pull another prank like that." 

"Oh he better not." Slate held me tighter. "If he does, I'll make sure he leaves this band." 

"What?" Ronald's voice boomed. "You're going to kick me out because of her?!"

"I would do anything for her!" Slate shouted standing up with me, but standing in front protectively. "You respect her understood." He hissed. "You heard what I said. You pull another game like that, exposing her to the world and I will make sure you are out of here."

"Whatever." Ronald rolled his eyes and walked away. 


I was paralysed in shock. Slate was going to kick a member of his band out just for me? What the hell? I felt as Slate hugged me once again and I buried my face in his chest. He was my superhero. 






Scotty and Slate:





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