As i scrolled through tumblr i felt my eyes getting more and more dry the longer i stared at the screen. Blinking hard, i rubbed my eyes and continued to scroll. Seeing nothing interesting, i checked my messages, not expecting anything new. Surprisingly, i discovered one new message. ‘Hi, we’ve never talked before but i think from your blog that you seem really cool.’ I smiled and happily responded to the message. 'Hi there!’ As i awaited the response, i clicked on their blog and started to scroll through, seeing things similar to my interests and a few things i thought were interesting. 'Sorry if i seem too forward but do you want to text me? I don’t get all my notifications on here.’ I shrugged, not seeing anything wrong with it and knowing i could block his number or change mine if i needed to. 'Sure, what’s your number?’ He gave it and i sent him a simple text with just a 'Hey, its the girl from tumblr’ Within a few seconds he responded with 'Hi! What’s up?’ 'Just about to clean my room, what about you?’ 'Not much, just hanging out with a few mates of mine. Where are you from? :)’ 'Illinois, you? :p’ 'That’s funny, i’m going to be staying in Illinois for a few days in a couple months. I’m from Sydney.’ 'As in Australia? What are you coming to Illinois for?’ 'Haha, yeah, Australia. I’m travelling with my mates and we’re making a stop in Springfield.’ 'I’ve never been to Australia, i’ve always wanted to go. What’s it like?’ 'I love it, but i suppose it’s not for everyone. Where have you gone?’ 'I’ve been to Germany and a bunch of the states, i think my favorite was Washington’ 'I’ve been there, i liked it too. What part of Washington did you visit?’ 'Seattle, you?’ 'Seattle too, actually.’ 'Rad, so, do you have a job or anything?’ 'Yeah, kind of.’ 'Kind of?’ 'Its complicated. I don’t really know how to explain it. :p’ 'Oh, i understand i guess.’ 'What about you?’ 'Yeah, i work at a concert hall. Well, a concert hall/theatre.’ 'Its both?’ 'Yeah, there’s stages and stuff but when they show movies they have screens they pull down and projectors and stuff.’ 'That sounds cool, where’s it at?’ 'Champaign, the next big town over from Springfield.’ 'Oh sweet, what’s it called?’ 'I don’t know if i should say, since we just met and all. For all i know you could be some creepy guy haha’ 'That’s fair haha’ 'What’s your name though? So i can make you a contact’ 'You can just call me Cal"
3 months later
“Hey” I spoke into the phone, holding it between the side of my head and shoulder as i pulled on my jeans for work.
“What’s up?” Cal spoke, chuckling as he heard me struggling.
“Getting ready for work, what goes on with you?”
“Sitting in a van with my mates, what time do you work tonight?”
In the background i heard his friends yelling various forms of hi, making me chuckle.
“Uh, 6:00, so like an hour. There’s a band playing at 7:30 so i have to help get all the shit set up and everything. What are your plans tonight?”
“Whats the band? Tonight we’re just going to keep doing what we’ve been doing i think, travelling and fucking around, same as usual.” He answered, shuffling around.
“I don’t know, i think they’re called 5 seconds or something, hold on let me check my schedule,” I walked over to my calendar and put my finger on the date “Yeah, 5 seconds of summer. Ever heard of them?”
He chuckled a bit, “No, i don’t think so. Hey, i gotta go though, i’ll call you tonight.”
“Okay, talk to you later, Cal.”
He hung up the phone and i continued getting ready for work.
Once i finished, i grabbed my keys and headed out the door.
At work, i set up the ropes along the lobby, leading to the area where the band would be playing and put out all the promo signs for the upcoming events and got everything else set up.
At 6:30 the band showed up and I walked out towards their van to help unload all their equipment.
“Hey, can i help you guys out?” I spoke as i walked towards them.
“Hey, nice to meet you. Yeah, here, you can take the bass and guitar.” The blue haired one spoke, handing me the instruments.
I took them from him, “You guys can follow me.”
They took the rest of their equipment and followed me onto the stage to set everything up.
“Okay, who’s the bassist?”
The dark haired one smiled great big at me, “I am.”
“Where do you want this set up?” I asked, looking at him.
He stared at me happily, approaching me.
I looked back at him, a bit confused but just going with it anyway.
“Uh, over there is fine, i can take it if you want.”
“No its okay, i got it.”
He gently took it from me anyway, his fingers lightly grazing mine as he did so.
“So what kind of music do you guys play?” I asked once we’d set everything up and now sat in the backstage area.
“We go for kind of pop punk-ish. Have you never listened to us?” The blonde one answered.
I shook my head, “No, sorry. I guess i’ll get to tonight though, i’ll be handling your sound and speakers and stuff. Speaking of which, we should go do soundcheck.”
They nodded and followed me out into the stage area.
Once they had positioned themselves on stage, i started running the checks.
“Okay, go ahead and just say your names into the mics, starting with you at the drums.”
“Ashton.” He spoke into the mic.
“One more time? Draw it out a little bit so i can get a feel for the sound.”
I chuckled a bit, “Okay, that’s good. Now you, blue hair.”
“Okay, go ahead and draw it out like Ashton did.”
“Okay good job, now you, blonde.”
“And again.” I spoke.
I laughed a bit again, moving on.
“Okay, bassist. its all you.”
“And one more.”
“Okay, guys, now you can just start yelling into your mics.” I chuckled, adjusting the levels to accommodate for the sounds.
“And we’ll do your instruments now.”
We went through each of the instruments and i adjusted the speakers for each.
Once we’d gone through everything I headed back up onto the stage with them to test the lighting.
With the remote in hand, i started adjusting the lights as i stood in each of their spots and then the general areas of the stage.
“Alright, that’s it. You guys can just chill until the show if you want. There’s drinks and candy and stuff i can get you if you want.”
I grabbed them some candy and sodas, bringing them to the backstage area just before the show.
“Have a good show you guys.” I chirped as i headed back to my place to take care of the stage lighting and sounds during the show.
About halfway through, they had an intermission and i was able to set up the merch stations and get a drink for myself.
My phone started to ring in my pocket and after checking to make sure i had time i answered it.
“Hey! I’m working right now but what’s up?”
“Hey there, i’m still just hanging out with my friends but i missed you. Hows work going? What do you think of the band?” He chimed into the phone.
“They’re good, i like them a lot. Really cool guys too. Easy to work with.” I answered, watching the clock until intermission was over.
“I’m glad you’re having a good day, but hey, sorry i have to go. We’re about to go do something but i’ll call you after?”
“Yeah, sure thing. If i’m still working i won’t pick up so if i don’t just text me.”
“Okay, i’ll talk to you in a whilel.”
He hung up and i slid my phone back into my back pocket just as intermission ended.
The last half of the show and an encore went by quickly and easily.
After they left the stage i headed back into the backstage area.
“You guys were great there’s waters in the fridge back there and in about 15 minutes i’ll start letting fans back to meet you guys.” I informed.
They nodded, sweaty and exhausted from performing.
I laughed a bit, heading back out to help sell merch.
After a while of selling merch i started letting fans in backstage to meet them, escorting them out after they got their pictures and such.
By the time the place had cleared, it was nearing 11:00 and i was quite tired.
As i was picking up trash and cleaning up the floors the band moved out their equipment.
My phone buzzed in my pocket.
I pulled it out and looked at the screen, expecting a phone call but finding a text message.
'Hey, can you do me a favor?’
'Sure thing, what is it?’
'This bass is so heavy, think you could carry it to the van for me? ;)’
'What do you mean?’
'Turn around, dummy.’
Furrowing my eyebrows, i turned around to see the bassist of the band sitting on the edge of the stage.
“I’m confused, Calum?”
He grinned hugely back at me.
“Calum, Cal…. you’re shitting me. Nuh uh.” I spoke, dumbfounded.
“Surprise.” He chuckled, sliding off of the edge of the stage and walking towards me.
“No, you’re not serious. There’s no way.”
He got closer and hugged me.
“Are you serious right now?” I shook my head, not believing it.
“Yes, i am serious. Are you surprised?”
“Duh, i can’t believe you’re here. Why didn’t you tell me? You lied to me! You said you’d never heard of the band!”
He laughed, still hugging me.
I hugged him back very tightly, still in shock.
“I heard the bassist thinks you’re cute by the way.” He whispered.
“Shut up.” I laughed.
He laughed along with me, squeezing me even tighter and lifting me up.
“You shithead,” i giggled “I cant believe you did this.”