Love Is Insanity

Of course that smirk from Alex meant she would turn up again sometime. Just my luck that she was going to be in the audience for Edingburgh's show. Just my luck too that Bob was here telling us everything, brainwashing Frank and acting as if we never despised each other.
"So luckily the manager has let me play as your drummer for the night. I've got a pretty sturdy kit as well." We were backstage near the steps that led to the stage. Our concert was in ten minutes, the funniest thing i was not prepared. He looked so jolly as he talked to us, probably inwardly laughing about how oblivious Frank was to it.
"I think i remember Gee talking to me about you." He looked up at me and grinned sweetly, hiding the fact that he thought i was cheating on Alex. "I'm so glad that we get to play with you. It will be a great reunion."
"Ah yes, and hopefully then i'll be invited to play with you guys the whole tour."
"Yeah.....definetely." I faked a smile and attempted to show Frank how sly he was being. Unfortunately it was time for the show now, and time to play out to the crowd like nothing was happening seperate from the band.
Bob dissapeared, im guessing to set up his drums, and Frank began to before i stopped him.
"Listen Frank. Everything you've seen or heard.....it's not what you think." He was scowling up at me, the sweet smile gone.
"Why should i trust you after that embarassing scene you put on for the whole airplane passengers to see. Honestly, i thought you were better than flirting with other people to get my attention." His arms were folded and his eyes sore like he was about to cry. Since the day we got together, i would of never expected that i could make him this ignorant and sad. I didn't know what to say, i was tongue tied and in oblivion about how to come across innocent to him.
"Bob sent her! It was Bob, Bob, Bob! He's playing with your mind, and mine too. He brought Alex to seperate us!" Frank began to walk away but i hooked my arm around his.
"You've never not believed me?" I questioned. His bottom lip was shaking, mind probably fusing with thoughts of how everything had come to this today.
"It seems like now i have to..." He sighed his linked arm in mine drooping away to his side.
"Well then...i'll let you think about it. Promise me one thing though."
"What?" He was closer now, me feeling more relaxed that he was loosening up to me,
"Wreck Bob's drum kit tonight....on stage. Jump on it, throw stuff at it and create pandemonium. Then, after the song where you've destroyed it, no matter if we haven't finished the show, we run to the tour bus."
"What about the show?"
"Would you rather we finish it and make everyone pleased, including Bob who were now stuck with for the rest of the tour? Or us leaving early with a fairly happy audience and Bob jogging his weight after us, failing to come with us on tour?" He scrunched up his nose a bit, grinning slightly. I stared back too, scrunching up my nose. I let him answer the question.
"Number two sounds decent."
"C'mon then, lets wreck those tin spheres he calls a drum kit!" On queue Frank ran on stage, Mikey and Ray already on in the darkness getting ready to play Na,na,na. The lights flickered on and off as they tuned the guitars, the audience already cheering.
I could see that Bob had decided to take the stairs opposite ours because he could be seen gently tapping away at his kit. Frank was just a few inches beside, a smirk on his face, the both of us secretely in hysterics. We'd probably just hide out in the bus afterwards before we took a ferry over to Amsterdam. Our next cocnert was five days after this one and we were hoping to have a fun break with the whole gang.
In fact, it was only me who was planning all this, for at the moment Frank seemed unsure of whether he could trust me or not. Hopefully after i gift him with the guitar pluck he will.
The stage felt sturdy as i stepped up onto it. My throat no longer sore, just coping with everything because of the life-hacks i'd picked up that will keep me on stage for a while. I would get tired or the odd cramp but apart from that i was insane. Frank seemed to know the jist of things too because he had never failed to dissapoint in each concert of ours.
You didn't need a life-hack for knowing lyrics to a song, they just came to you. So throughout the whole set i could easily add in a few words to send the crowd into an uproar and then get in flow with the next verse with no pauses. The rest of the members knew that too and would never stop strumming chords until they had too.
So, i'm guessing today we won't mess up, or dissapoint the crowd too because we were finally on our last song. I looked back to encourage the crowd to applaud the rest of the band instead of just me, honestly i wasn't that pretty. Frank had given me a cheeky wink, its hidden meaning telling me he was ready to go.
The funniest thing when we played the song was that Bob was smiling all the way. Maybe the audience knew our little plan too because they weren't at all agreeing with Bob being there. I reached the end of the song and i then heard a clash. Not making it obvious i tilted my head slightly and ran along the stage so i could weave about the guitarist. I missed Frank though, now jumping up and down on the drum kit and throwing the tambourines and drums into the audience.
Bob had given up playing now, the crowd suprisingly happy and cheering. Phones were flashing and lights flickering about the audience capturing footage. Frank just was catching his breath before he ran off stage. I too was ready, so with them happy we left. I just had to hope the tour manager and lighting crew wouldn't get angry at us for not finishing the set.
"Thankyou Edingburgh!" The words managed to slip from my mouth before i tripped over my feet and toppled into Franks arms offstage. It seemed since i had last seen Bob he had actually attempted at improving his physique because he could now magically run, maybe even faster then us. The guitars fell loosely off Franks shoulder swinging into the wall as he picked me up and carried on sprinting.
Ray and Mikey had caught on because they were just in front of Bob loosely jogging to us whilst we tried to reach the tour bus. Shame it was far away on the parking lot because of how crap the driver was, shame on him. Now we were so near the bus, yet it felt so far with Bob on our heels. He was now with Alex whos skirt was outrageously short and her clothes were way too revealing. If it was to impress me then it failed.
Miserably.
Now as we managed to get into the tour bus, they looked odd through the tinted window. They made a funny duo, big and small and it made me laugh even more that they were trying to get in but they couldn't. We didn't bother driving off because it would of been silly too now that the entertainment had just begun.
I watched Frank next to me laughing along too. He was slightly less tense around me now so i wrapped my arm around his shoulder and pulled him nearer to my chest. I guess it was a bit of a shcok at first but he eventually started laughing again instead of breathing nervously against my chest.
"I hope you mean it when you say their both liars." He turned his head a bit so he wasn't talking into my arm and grinned. Bob and Alex were now attempting to use the tour bus as a rock climbing wall to get to the roof which was hilarious.
"Well...i can give you this. You can believe me then." I scooped up the pick in my pocket and placed it in his hands. He moved out of my grasp around my shoulder, his face lighting up.
It was funny how Mikey and Ray weren't paying no attention whatsoever whilst he jumped up and down and squealed ecstatically like a little boy. They had there arms around eachothers waists and were sharing common conversation with eachother as the odd duo pounced up and down on the tinted window, now with the large crowd of fans looking up at them outside. We obviosuly hadn't given them enough of a goodbye, or had enticed them enough to make them see what the whole scene on stage was on about.
"I love you so much, thankyou!" He pounced up and hugged me tightly, his arms wound high up against the back of my neck. My heart beated faster like it always did and my body went all tingly.
"If only there was a way for me to forgive you for your ignorance earlier on." I tutted, pulling back from the hug and giving him a stern look.
"Tell me what to do then." He eyed me back, my head tilting to my neck to look down at his small structure.
"You'll do anything?" I raised an eyebrow.
"Anything boo."
"Go outside and kiss me infront of all of the fans, Bob and Alex." I smirked and he shrinked slightly.
"I thought you said not in public?"
"So what?" I sneered back at him, edging towards the door "I want people to see how much i love you. I don't want Alex or anyone else thinking they can take that away from me." I pecked him on the lips gently leaving a light blush on his cheeks.
"Fine...ok, just because i love you." He gave in and i gave myself a pat on the back for my effort of persuasion.
Now there was only the wooden door that was seperating us from going outside and putting on some entertainment for the crowd. It seemed starnge but i wanted people to see. Anyway, chances were i would get lost in the moment and end up stripping him down publicly.
So,here we were, stepping into the warmth fo the evening with a screaming crowd. Fortunately none of them ran forward, especially because of the two guards which had chased them outside. I was now chattering from the nerves instead of wind, Frank with a loose grip on my hand.
Everyone was standing there, looking at us like we were a gift to god, cameras in their hands and eyes in awe of us. Some were shaking their friends shoulders, whilst others just stood up on their tip-toes attempting to get a good view.
Who's idea was this in the first place?
"Ladies and gentleman! This is a little peace we call 'true' love for a member of the audience here. It also provides the message that no one, and i mean nobody, is better for me than Frank here. Thankyou!" At first it felt weird kissing in front of an audience, somewhat like we were being payed to do it. I soon loosened up though, and after it felt like we were back in the prep room kissing on that amp.
His lips were cold and dry but velvet against mine. We kissed for around a minute before i realized if it was a message everyone wanted, they'd get it. Soon i had tugged on Franks lip ring earning a low moan and approval by opening his mouth. My tongue slipped in and we fought for a while my arms still laced in his hair and his on my arms. Now i needed to drag it out. I could hear the crowd cheer and cameras flash as my arms laced around Franks waist and found them sitting just above the curve of his ass.
Realizing we were in public, Frank only gently thrust his hips towards the growing bulge in my jeans, both of our clothed erections grinding against eachother. Frank had his hands in the belt loops in the front of my jeans. Moans and growls filled the air as the scene continued, also approached its end.
When i pulled back he was flustered and i was too. The fans mouths were wide open and eyes were wide.They still managed to let out a breathy cheer, their phones slowly sinking one-by-one back into the sea of people.
"Well....let that be a little message." And then i walked back into the tour bus with him. He was holding my hand loosely like he had when we went outside to kiss. It was cute how he followed behind me, giggling lightly, hearing the uproar of fans outside. It was also a laugh to see Mikey and Ray staring at us walking through to the lounge. For the first time Mikey was actually speechless and not insulting anyone.
No we had to keep him this way until five days later for the next show in Amsterdam....

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